THU 23 - WED 29
WEEK 70 = AWESOME! This week I changed my work schedule to accommodate writing time.
Four hours a day for seven straight days. I am short in hours, which means EVEN less pay...
but Pepe and I agreed to this. Some people skip Christmas. I am skipping a mortgage
payment in order to get this book finished. First time in 11 years! How is that for original?
Thursday 23. I decided to forget about me and my book for one evening, and go see Terry.
We had a wonderful dinner and believe it or not I found myself volunteering to mow her lawn.
YES, I DID! And you all know how much I love to mow my lawn. Right? But, for her, I
would do it. However, Terry, said she had like 29 people volunteer since her husband
passed away. Well then! That gives us the opportunity to maybe go to the movies next time!
Friday 24. My 51 BIRTHDAY. I was overwhelmed by the birthday wishes from family and
friends. At work, my friend Peggy, surprised me with this amazing cream cheese pound cake.
Thank you Peggy, that was so sweet of you!
My best present was going out to dinner with Sandra, and seeing this sky when I walked
out the door. Thank you Lord!
Ah, these are the best moments!! Don't you agree?
Saturday 26. I found myself buying more groceries. I needed the ingredients for my book's
next stories. And lentils were on the list. My children love lentils. I made them once a week
when we lived in Spain, because they are economical and "good for you".
bedroom corner typing away, or cooking, or eating, or playing with Alonso, who
has had no tantrum this week. He has also learned many new words...
Wednesday 29. The day we were waiting for was here. Off we went, Sandra,
Alonso, and me, to the Marcus Autism Center, in Atlanta. During the drive there,
I must say, Alonso, talked more than his "texting" mother... Sometimes, I wish I
could throw that phone down the toilet. Especially, on days when I need to talk to
someone, just so my mind doesn't wonder off. I was quite positive his diagnosis
of autism would be negative, but I was trying not to think of the children I would
see there. And I kept thinking of my niece, Laura, and my sister, Cary. How
heartbreaking it must have been for Cary, 32 years ago, when she was told Laura,
her beautiful, little girl was autistic.
But there was no way to have a converstation with my own daughter. Nope. Just
a few words here and there. Nothing much. With Mayra, we would have touched every
subject in the world during an hour drive. It would have been like, WE ARE HERE ALREADY?
In all honesty, I think my daughter has more speech problems than her son. At
least with me. Because she certainly has a lot to tell to her friends...
However, Alonso, was seen by a wonderful Doctor. And after a long study, where
she observed, interacted, did a check up, and laughed at Alonso's dramatic faces
when he didn't want to collaborate in some games, she told us he had none of the
signs of autism. Although due to his speech delay she would like to see him in
6 months, if we agreed. We did. She also recommend therapy, which would help control
his tantrums. We would take care of that also.
So now it is official. I stamped Alonso with my seal of approval. He is just another
"genius" in this crazy family of mine....