It’s been a few days since I have written, and a few things have occurred while I have been away. Good, Bad and Ugly.
Let’s start with the Ugly. Ugly occurred on Friday of last week, in the Publix supermarket parking lot. Now, I drive this cute little PT Cruiser that is tan with woodgrain paneling. I like the little car, works for me. I just got it four or five months ago. Anyways, I’m driving down the isle, getting ready to head out of the parking lot. You certainly can’t go fast, and I am always on the lookout for kiddos, so I’m snailing at about 5-10mph when BAM!
What the what??? And it hit me. Literally. So I make that cringy face to myself and get out of the car to see this young girl headed my way. ” OMG, I’m so sorry! That big suburban was in my line of view and I couldn’t see you coming”.
Nice try, I thought. See, Publix has, as any parking lot should, angled parking spaces directing you on how to pull out of a space. So she pulled through her parking space and exited the second one in the wrong direction. Great that she has full coverage and admitted fault, but now I’m out a car. SO there’s that. Onto the Bad.
Divorce sucks. I get it. For the one being divorced. In my marriage, it should have been done a long time ago. So, I’m kind of past the part of being all emotional. That happened enough during the 8 years we were together. By the time I filed I was ready to move on like Julia Roberts in Sleeping with the Enemy.
However, he is not. He knows his part, for he just won’t let it go, and then as his narcissistic personality will have him do, turns me around the be the bad guy. I, of course, am the cold-hearted bitch who just will not forgive. Calling me 20 times daily, going practically crazy on the phone. So, I block, then unblock, try to be kind and listen….. his mother did just pass. Then the process all over. So finally, I told him. I made boundaries and if he should cross any it is block for good for good with a TPO. He already isn’t allowed to see his son, if that tells you anything.
THERE IS A RAINBOW, I PROMISE!
In lieu of this bad stuff, I have really been happy. Since my new life has started, I began to write. And I have a lot to say. I have things to say about well, autism, marriage, divorce, and the list goes on. But mostly, autism. You see, my son, James has autism. ( and don’t worry, that detail in length post is coming) But, I just felt that I had to get my voice out. So I asked the editor of Autism Parenting Magazine if I could write an article for them. I wasn’t really expecting her to contact me back, so I continued to go about my days making lists of things that I really wanted to write about.
Then one sunshiny day, it happened. I opened my e-mail and there it was. A response to my request from the editor asking which angle of autism I would like to take. I advised her it would be on hyperlexia and comprehension in autism.
“Who I am to think this editor is remotely interested in anything I have to say?” I thought to myself. I’ve never written an article in my life. Well except for that story when I was in middle school, and my daily journaling, and a few other minor things. Eh, move on, don’t get your hopes up. However, my thoughts were incorrect, and the editor likes the idea, gave me some rules, and a deadline. I am going to have to work hard to make this work, but I’m going to.
Here’s to the dream of writing!