Today is one of my daughter Gianna's favorite days. She has 24 such days a year. The last day of the month, and the first day of the month. December 31 and January 1 are the biggest, of course. G is my calendar girl. She uses the dates and numbers to add structure and sense to her world. I admire her for it even if I have to listen to her tell me the date and how many dates are left in the month eleventy times a day! She made up a song for herself to the tune of the REM Song End of The World as We Know It. As you can guess, she sings, "It's the end of the month as we know it, and I feel fine." It's endearing really.
We made it through yet another blue autism month. I don't know if I've finally just tuned out most of the events or if the media is tiring of the blue haze of April for Autism. I didn't see as much as I have in the past. This month has been focused on fear of measles. And even with all the attention to vaccine mandates, vaccination, anti-vaccination, I haven't heard "autism" too much at all. Interesting.
How about you? Did you attend any events or buy anything special? How did you honor your loved one with autism?
I turned down making a donation to Autism Speaks at Marshall's. And a Hilton hotel in which I stayed at JFK had an Autism Awareness banner and blue light bulbs on the tables. I've cut cable, so I don't watch over the air or cable channels as a rule. Perhaps I missed PSA announcements with handsome little boys standing in cul de sacs wearing Ralph Lauren togs.
And you know what?
I feel fine.