It has been way too long so I am going to just jump right in.
It looks like blogger is behaving so let’s keep our finders crossed.
Last month, Himself and I walked a 5k with friends for The Sharing Network which organizes organ and tissue donations. I have been a registered organ donor since I was in college. We can’t take it with us, right?
Within a week or two of the walk, the person who organized our team donated her kidney to a dying stranger so that another stranger would donate one of their kidneys to one of my friend’s friends. Got that? If you don’t match the person you know, you can donate to someone else and your person will get a kidney from someone else who did the same thing! The person she donated to is healing, no longer dying, and her friend is coming along. Is this beautiful or what?
Got a phone call today from a friend whose son, also on the spectrum, is a friend of Isabella’s. For the last two days, since our play date, he has been obsessing over his “best friend ever,” Bella, and how he misses her. He wrote her a love letter in chalk on the sidewalk and has been making cards for her. His mom finally had to call so he could talk with her and ask Bells why she didn’t sit with him on the school bus with him! Bells told me she hurt his feelings. (In her defense, she is one of the first kids picked up and he is one of the last.) Both of them were able to express themselves so well! Two children who started out non-verbal! Hopefully, this will be worked out but I am impressed at how far they have both come this past year.
Speaking of Bells, I went with her and The Girl to a neurology appointment the school wanted her to have. Along with the autism diagnosis, she is now officially diagnosed with ADHD. Duh. We could have told you that two or three years ago. Bother her parents and her uncle have the condition. Shiney things are very distracting…
Heat. We are experiencing heat in the great Atlantic northeast – as is much of the country. We do not like heat (yes, that is a royal “we”) We don’t dig it, enjoy it, tolerate it well or long for it in the cold of winter. Himself dreams of retiring to Florida – ha! See ya.
I don’t remember whether or not I mentioned that The Boy passed his exam and is now a certified personal trainer. He is so much happier doing this than working in a liquor store moving boxes of product around all day. We are so proud of him.
Well, that’s all I’ve got in me for now. There’s so much more but it has been a long, long day. Blessings to all, g