Thoughtfulness

I have a grown son with Asperger's Syndrome...which is a form of high functioning Autism.
The ways in which this is a handicap for a grown man are insidious. His intellegence confuses people who do not know about his diagnosis and they judge him as stubborn, haughty, a know-it-all, and just plain weird. I am his biggest handicap in that I have tried to protect him and have so overdone it for all of his 27 years.
This week-end he has the honor of being best man in a childhood friend's wedding. He is required to be in another city for this event and momma set up a plan to drive him a day early so that he would not have to try to navigate a strange city on his own. He has never left Houston by himself.
Well, on my birthday, he announced that he would be leaving a day early...alone. You can imagine how I freaked! My sweet son held me and let me cry and assured me that he would be fine and to let him go... which I finally relunctantly agreed to do.
The next morning I found these beautiful roses waiting for me with a card wishing me the best. It poured down raining on him all the way but he made it and called to let me know he is fine.
I wanted both of us to remember this day and so I made my first photo collage ever to thank him for the roses and also in having faith in himself and his mom to accomplish something scary. Who knows what the future brings!!!