By Shirley Blaier-Stein | June 21, 2012 at 06:48 PM EDT | 3 comments
We’re moving to our new house. Tomorrow. Yes, at 8 am there will be a truck parked right outside our house. Two guys will come in and take our things to our new house. The first one Alex and I own together.
We are so excited.
Of course I planned the move carefully. I made sure I had a week between the closing and our actual move-in day. I wanted to do it right. Each kid chose the color of his/her room. Alex and I went to get the extra furniture we needed ahead of time.
I planned to have it all ready for when the kids walk in, just like in those House and Garden TV shows: their rooms perfectly organized with the toys and books. The curtains moving slightly in the breeze will be a perfect match the walls, the bed covers and the rugs. All the clothes will be organized in the closets.
But then I got a surprise, when I found out that school for Dan ended on Tuesday! I thought it was supposed to end on Friday, and I planned on bringing in a cake and gifts and say a proper goodbye. But then I got a call, on my way home from the PPT in our new town, that Dan has just been brought back to school on the bus, because we were not home.
I rushed to school to get my boy and from that moment on, he joined Alex and me on all the errands. What can I say, even though he was so good, we didn’t get everything we wanted done.
So I had to separate from my perfect plan. The rooms are clean and the walls are painted beautifully thanks to my dear friend Janie. There are also some toys ready. But there are no curtains. The clothes will have to be organized later. Most of the toys are still in the lower level, waiting to be unpacked.
Luckily, the only one who really cares about the change of plan is I. The kids will probably be fine.
Think of it, this surprise of early dismissal from school reminds me of something. It reminds me of how years ago, I had a perfect plan on how my life would be.
And then when my boy was 3 it was official that my life will never be what I thought it would be. Autism took over our family’s life.
At first I was shocked, then angry, and then sad.
But when I accepted it and started to move through life in this alternative path, I realized that there is beauty here that cannot be found in any other place.