This trip was tough but once I received the professional photos we took each night I broke into tears of proudness. Between the tears, the scratches, the bites, the rain, the food poisoning (and the damn black cat that crossed our path on day one), our little crew still had a ton of smiles and fun too. We made new memories, we experienced autism acceptance and even made some friends.
We vowed at the beginning of this autism journey that we wouldn’t let it stop us from doing things we wanted to do and somehow we always show we can handle it. I couldn’t be a prouder mom and wife.