Coming up we have Thanksgiving, and then Christmas.
With David being so far away from home, and my health rather precarious, I don’t think that we will make it out there for more a weekend pass. I have one scheduled for the first weekend in December. It isn’t much, but it is better than nothing.
See, the thing with kids like David is, they don’t form attachments like other people do. This is a facet of both Autism and Reactive Attachment Disorder. Nothing can be done to change that fact.
So, when I go out, he and I will celebrate a small Christmas, just the two of us.
It breaks my heart that it can’t be more. I have to keep telling myself that he is in a good, safe place.