The Pitcher is full of Love
Wouldn’t it be great if we could take a pitcher fill it with love, and go around and pour it where we see hurt, anger, frustration, anxiety and hate yes that ugly word hate .
Wouldn’t it be great if we could take a pitcher fill it with love, and go around and pour it where we see hurt, anger, frustration, anxiety and hate yes that ugly word hate .
Imagine if we all decided to plant the seeds of love… Of listening… Of compassion… Of understanding… How much better we would feel… How much better we would be… And how much more beautiful the world would be!
Storms come into our lives… As I’m sitting here listening to tropical storm Nicholas pound it’s heavy rain and wind outside… I am reminded about the storms that we all live through
We all fail at something… Not everyone can succeed at the first try .. second try etc…at whatever they do… and maybe sometimes failing at something… brings us to another avenue in life that we would’ve never thought of had we not failed. The more I thought about this, the more I thought about my journey of turning autism Into…awesomism
Peyton realized that he may never have that for independence, because he is an autistic adult. This broke my heart, I talked to him and told him he can live with his dad a.k.a. Mark and I for as long as he had to.