Funny, how just last week I had an impulse to go to Pizza Hut.
Not many of you know I used to work at Pizza Hut when it was a full-service restaurant. I worked my way up to the Lead Waitress-yes, we used to call it that in 1984.
We even had our Rehearsal Dinner at Pizza Hut the night before our wedding. So, that was September 6, 1984. Lucky for this blog post I thought to take a photo.
The marriage lasted 21.5 years. On September 7, 2024, it will be 40 years ago.
But, this thing actually happened in my life and I get to recognize happenings in my life. As do you!
Also, seemingly unrelated, I wrote the following poem not long ago. I believe the words and content capture a gratitude that has taken me a long time to process and arrive at. See what you think:
“You told me I didn’t accept you
But, darling, how could we have known?
The autism spectrum conception
Had not begun to be known.
It infiltrated all our reality
In one way or the other
Each handling our perspective
In the best way that we could conceive.
The truth was somewhere in the middle
Understanding neither could reach
Clumsily, time would erode
The family that we would seek.
It was a time before
The world put together
the traits that would have validated our issues
Minute and enormous, chronic and just out of sync.
It pains me to realize in hindsight
How caustic the route we would take
Not truly understanding the nuance
Between the puzzle of life at stake.
The hopes of ourselves and our children
Did not deserve the breach falling open
The path of distress and pain
That maybe could have been avoided.
We can’t go back and repair
Not change the endeavor we pursued
We can grieve what was lost
And embrace the unfolding and new.
You have a life that seems happy
Reality bent to your will
My practice supports the emotive
My life is full and renewed.
Our children are wonderful people
Our grands coalesce everything good
The lives we could not have envisioned
While in the midst of the storm.
Blessings to all who imagine
The truth that is yours to support
The courage it takes to uncover
The effort spent to love fully.
Valerie Bringas Montgomery
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