Mondays

I've had a chronic case of the Mondays lately. All I want to do is sleep.  And my older child, the one with Asperger Syndrome, was having a very hard time this morning.  I remember when I was his age, in fifth grade.  Moreso I remember sixth grade. When my Aspie nature really kicked in.  I thought it was because my family had just moved to another state and I was depressed and missing Colorado.  But seeing my son today, knowing I went to school feeling just as he does now, makes me want to cry.  That look on his face of hopelessness and sadness mixed with dread.....sheesh. it's like I'm walking down Newell Road in Holden, MA all over again. I've tried his whole life to avoid the pain of what i went through growing up.  And I can't. He has to go through what I went through. I just hope he comes out on the other side like I did.