Moving on

I have moved on from my sadness about the diagnosis. There is much to be grateful for and self-pity is only enjoyable for a short time. Then it's just tiresome. I am now reading books by Temple Grandin. She is a very inspirational woman who writes a lot for parents like me and kids like Jack. She would certainly not understand or indulge in anything but moving forward with compassion.

I also wonder how much this needs to be part of my identity. It's a little odd that I would take on a label as well. Pondering that one...