This is my reality. It is what it is. I sip and chew, and stew.I am thankful for my faith, and for my independent personality. I remind myself of all the good things and good times, of which there are many, that far out weigh the frustrating ones. I think that writing about our life and family could be helpful for others. Knowing that one is not alone can be an encouragement. It's one thing to read about challenges, it's another to read how real people cope.
I breath deeply and begin to relax. I fire up my Kindle and hit 'humor' in StumbleUpon.
Marriage can be hard. Especially when married to a man with Aspergers Syndrome. But laughing helps.