Sometimes our Asperger child soars so high and achieves so much it's easy to pretend that Aspergers Syndrome doesn't affect him that much any more.... we tell ourselves that maybe the worst is over... and we are lulled into a false sense of security. So we pull back support a little, we let nagging fears and worries subside and we coast along feeling content. Then suddenly our Asperger child's world implodes and the fantasy life we created for him disintegrates in an instant!
Life seems to have a way of tapping us on the shoulder when we become too complacent. I'm guilty of this...again! In all fairness though, I think it's human nature to hope for the best, to think positively and ignore nagging doubts, but I do believe this is what gets me into trouble every time our son crashes and burns. It feels like I'm starting over each time.... it shouldn't be this hard - we've been doing this for 23 years - surely we know what to expect?
I don't know what's the better approach - should we as parents be on our guard the entire time with our son and support him with military-like precision, even if he doesn't want it? Or should we relax and stand back and watch him soar when he's achieving, and then celebrate his success with him.
I always thought the 'highs' and 'lows' of life with Asperger’s Syndrome would even out to become more like a series of speed bumps, but I'm beginning to see that we may have to climb mountains and tumble into crevasses instead. I guess I just need to adjust my picture of life with Asperger’s Syndrome because not only is the view from the top of the mountain glorious, there are many hidden treasures waiting in the crevasses.