Missed Milestones

A co-worker and I were talking the other day. He asked me how old my children were. I told him my daughter is 8 and my son is 6.

"Oh really! My son is 6 too! So, you must have gone to Kindergarden Graduation last week too?"

That's when it hit me. The Kindergarden graduation milestone came. And went. And I never realized it.

Because I was not there.

And my son was not there.

Because the "Autism support" class that my son is in does not participate in the ceremony. Actually, in Special Education classes the kids aren't even seperated by grade.

It hit me like a punch in the face.

WE MISSED OUR FIRST MILESTONE.

It served as another reminder that no matter how much I love him.

No matter how much I accept him.

He is different.

I do not know how many milestones will be missed in the future.

And that is what scares me

The most.