Calm

When I sit here and wonder about my life I wonder am I going to be a good wife I wonder if I am going to be a good mom I know I need to stay calm Calm when he throws fits smacks, bites and hits Calm I know he cannot talk yet Three is coming and love has kept When I sit here and watch him grow I know I got a lot to show He has a form of austism and still goes to school and plays We make memories each and all days Calm as I whisper in his ear I enjoy being mom each and every year Calm when he cries and goes to sleep All I know is my love he will keep. Rachel Thibeault August 2010

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Hyle Chu

Date: 9/10/2010 8:28:00 PM

I was diagnosed with autism as a child. I had no love. Asian parents are ruff. My friend's kid was diagnosed as autistic. That boy is smart, he can hear a song and repeat it. The love you give goes a long way. Google: autistic geniuses. Calm is good. People make life changing journeys to India to meditate and find themselves.