Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Sometimes life is a fight. Everyday my life is a fight. I have autism. Life is more challenging for me. Sometimes I need people to help me fight. Tom is one. My mom. Friends. But when you enter my world, you become a fighter with me. And I need more fighters. Tom's around the globe right now. But I know his words are echoing right now. His pride. My mom's pride. God, are You proud of me right now too? I'm really trying. Who are we fighting? Those who try to tear me down or try to keep me down. And there are many that have, do, and will. Everyone has a fight though. And that comforts me because it means I'm not alone.