Does that even make sense? I was just talking to dh last night about that support group around here and why I haven’t pursued it. Then I kind of realized that I don’t REALLY like talking about it. I love talking about Kirby and all the things he can do and what a great kid he is, but I just don’t find a whole lot of help in talking about the autism at all. It doesn’t make me feel any better about things and certainly doesn’t change anything. Maybe I’m in denial. I don’t think about what it’s going to be like in the distant future because it’s so unknown. I can’t even imagine what it’s going to be like. I wonder if because of the fact that I don’t want to talk about it means that I really should talk about it.  Bleh.