Soccer Mom

Tonight was a really good night at soccer. Granted, Jimmy wasn't as into the ball as he was last week (and that is a relative description of his interest), but he never ventured far from the field. I could actually stand and talk to the other mom - when Jacob wasn't being a pill. As we were leaving, I was talking to another mom. Her child has a different diagnosis, but one of her girlfriend's kids is on the spectrum as well. She told me, she promised (her word) that it gets better. She describes a quiet kid of seven now who reads and writes and is a sweetheart. I believe we will get there. It's the path that is so hard to see.