I have not written for a few years. It is time for an update. Since I moved home to live with my family in 2012, life has been filled with multiple challenges for the rest of my family. I am the one who benefits the most from this living arrangement, as it enables me to grow within a loving and supportive environment. I am happy and I am talking more. I found out that if I can say it, I get what I ask for most of the time. My success rate is higher when I can say it in a full sentence. For example, "I want ice cream please."
I feel a sense of emptiness for not seeing Uncle Wales for a long time. I miss him and I search for him whenever I am at venues that we used to visit together. One day my mom talked to me about him. She mentioned about saying bye-bye to Uncle Wales. I didn't fully understand what she said to me. My mom knew I was sad because I looked despondent.
My family felt that I was overdue for a vacation, so my mom took me on an Alaska cruise. I had a great time, as I loved the shows. Having dessert every evening was a real treat. With menu in hand, I would repeatedly say, "cake" and "ice cream". My mom and I ordered lava cake whenever that was on the menu. Was that ever yummy! After my mom tucked me in, I giggled aloud for up to half an hour before I fell asleep. The cruise was so nice that I would love to go again.
Something unpleasant was waiting for me when I came home from the cruise. I was scheduled for colonoscopy on my birthday. I had no idea what was going on. In such case, ignorant is a bliss. On the day of the test, my mom took me into a room with a small bed by the wall. She tucked me in. I looked at her and smiled. With a sparkle in my eyes, I said to her, "ship". I honestly thought I was going on a cruise. My dream was soon shattered when a nurse came with a needle. The good news is that I am fine and will not need to have this horrible test again.
Tuesday, October 8, 2019
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