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Autism (ASD) | Last Active: Jun 19 1:34pm | Replies (1156)

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@mamacita

Happy Saturday morning, me lovelies! I'm not going to keep you very long this morning.

I just wanted to remind you that you are welcome here. Come rest for awhile. Put your feet up. Just not on the table, please, because we do have a few rules around here, after all!

What is your beverage preference? Whether it is coffee, tea, or a mug of hot chocolate, we have a place set for you.

If you can go back in your imagination to days long gone, remember the soft, welcoming arms of a favored Granny or Auntie. Her dress was always clean and freshly pressed, and when she held you in her arms, you breathed in that lovely fragrance of starch and cotton.

Her apron was a different matter altogether. Covered with blackberry juice and bits of floured dough here and there...but you didn't mind. She was yours. And you were hers. The tears and heart aches of the week that passed melted away in the love that she gave.

That's what I have to fall back on. When the world fails me, I have that kind of love to keep me straight. It is only when I get caught up in the wearies of this world that I tend to lose sight of that perfect love.

Keep looking up. Keep checking in here and other places on Connect. There is a place for you. I am sure of it. Reach out to the wonderful folks at Connect. They don't give up. They will open that door and tell you with a smile, "Come on in and stay awhile. "

I like that. I think you will too.If you didn't have that Granny or Auntie in your childhood, you can borrow mine.
Love and hugs,
Mamacita Jane

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@mamacita Please let me borrow your Auntie or Granny. Your description sounds so lovely. When i was in 5th grade, I stepped too close to a classmate who was swinging his bat at softball, because I wanted to correct the way he was holding it. Instead he connected with the side of my head, as he swung. Our teacher enveloped me in a big hug, and to this day, all I could think was, "this is the first time being hugged by someone." Connect is a place for me.
Ginger

@mamacita, Oh my goodness, it is great to have you back. Talk about writing style.....and genuine compassion.....you sure
have it all. Thank you! Chris