Responsibility

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As I got older and became an adult I was expected to take on more responsibility for myself. At first it was cool because I experienced the freedom to do what I wanted…like eat ice cream for dinner, drink wine through a piece of licorice, and stay up all night playing Mario Bros. But that initial enthusiasm gave way to the need to manage my daily life.

Because Josh has autism, the transition into taking on adult responsibilities has been daunting. For both of us! We’re a decade past the time I was hoping he would begin to have a handle on organizing his day. We worked hard on breaking it down and trying to make sense of it for him. But it still hasn’t stuck.

It is very possible that my expectations of Josh have been unrealistic. It also seems that I have unintentionally been making excuses for him. So, I got my act together. I had to – as my mom would say – put on my big girl panties, and make adult decisions. I stepped back. Let him know I’d be there if he needed me to be, and that it’s his turn to be in charge of his life.

I sent a Humana Humana out into the Universe on his behalf, took a deep breath, and took responsibility for my own experiences, and not his, for the first time in 32 years. This is either gonna be great, or I’m gonna start drinking copious amounts of alcohol. Either way, ready or not, here we go!

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