Most of the time, being the mom of Autism is a solitary world. We experience things that other people can't understand, we cry more than other mom's, we laugh at things other moms don't, we hang just a little over the edge of insanity most of the time. Mak sisters, if I didn't have you, I would be on the 6 o'clock news in a straight jacket. Every year some Maks go to Cheryl's cabin for an overnight of food/laughter/tears and much needed stress relief. This was my 2nd year going, and I hope I get invited back for the 3rd.
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