Ok maybe I don't have Patience everyday, like the day LP knocked his sister over in the highchair (he saw the rath of God that day). In reality though, I let a lot more things roll off my back.
I was never someone who freaked out externally for all to see, instead I would grow impatient on my inside. I would stress about tiny things, like not being able to shop at Bloomingdales, that I couldn't have a new Coach bag, that my boyfriend didn't call. Though I still internalize my stress the small things don't carry much weight anymore.
Autism has given me The gift to say "so what?". Three days ago my sewage pump in my apartment got clogged......and tons of water flowed out. This water was a mixture of dish, laundry and dirty toilet water. To say it was nasty is to be polite......as I looked down at raw sewage on my kitchen floor I thought " well that sucks". Ever so calmly I cleaned it up and for two days was with out real plumbing. In reality, it's just not a big deal.
At this point, not much is a "big deal". I take everyday as it comes, good, bad and ugly. If the child needs to scream in the store, fine, if I can't have new fancy things, ok, if I spill an entire box if Cheerios on the floor........ Deep breaths...I vacuum it.
Thank Autism for giving me patience with my son that crossed into my normal life. It's in that way that the diagnosis was a blessing. It changed me for the good, and for that I am grateful.