I worry. Plain and simple, I do that. And, I'll betcha that you do too.
Maybe we don't worry about the same things all of the time, but I'm betting that every now and again, my worries probably coincide with yours.
I worry about my grandchildren -what their lives will be like. Will they be able to deal fairly easily with the autism factors or will they make a really huge, maybe a very bad impact on their lives.
Okay, that's one worry that I have that probably a lot of you, my readers, don't have now, maybe never will either, but with the way the autism rates are growing, chances are in the future, many of you will have that worry in the back of your mind too.
I worry too, of course, about my children. What parent doesn't do that? And even though they are all three grown, on their own -for the most part -it still doesn't stop the worries.
With my younger daughter here -and her husband -one of the things I worry about -a lot -is this house. Right now, there is a mortgage on it, in my name. With that mortgage, I also have an insurance policy that if something happens to me, the house is supposed to be paid for then through this insurance. But, it won't be because the insurance policy -for some reason or other -would right now only cover all but about $5,000 of the mortgage. Granted that's not a huge sum for them to be left owing on the house but considering other factors they have, it would probably be really difficult for them to get a loan to cover that amount left on the mortgage.
I worry to that they have no life insurance on themselves either. Now would be a very good time for them to look at purchasing insurance to get a more reasonable life insurance rate. I do know Mandy shares my worries about things like this but her husband, I don't think it registers much on his radar about the consequences for Mandy, for Maya and Kurt, for his other three children as well, should something happen to him.
And with things like that, it really is never too early to start trying to plan ahead. But it sure can be too late to do that as you get older and those prices rise -or if something were to happen that would put a person totally out of the picture forever too.
On a more positive note though, this morning when Kurtis was to leave to return to school -after a three week break in that action -he was uncharacteristically upset. He cried when the van arrived. Cried until Mandy came back in the house and got his comfy "Bear-Bear" to take with him to school. He hasn't taken "Bear-Bear" to school since about the third day of these classes several weeks ago. But today, he wanted it, needed it.
So Mandy was really worried today about how his day in school would go.
The good news is that his TSS (Sam) called and told me that all was fine upon his arrival at school; that he was all smiles when she got him off the van.
And furthermore, at school, during lunch, he ate four mini-corndogs, with ketchup! Now that, in and of itself is totally incredible as this little guy is generally quite adamant about what he will and will NOT eat and hot dogs have not been a part of that picture. Hot dog rolls -oh my yes! He'd eat them anytime but don't you dare even think about him ingesting an iota of the hot dog itself. So hearing that he actually ate four of these mini corn dogs is like a miracle happening. That, plus he drank water as well as milk out of a regular cup and did it with very little spillage with the water and NO spillage with the milk!
Just amazing to hear that!
And right now, that helps to lessen one of the many worries we all have about him!
Guess he won't starve to death after all, huh?