We spent a few days at Centre Parcs. Danni loves it there. We stayed in a tiny cabin in the woods - it smelt a bit odd on arrival, but we lit the candels and some incense (thank you Amy) and soon it smelt peaceful and full of kindly energy. The cabin had a tiny kitchen - and joy of joys! It also had a dishwasher! No washing up for 5 whole days! Surrounded by trees I am in heaven anyway, and to have nothing pressing to do, was such a treat. We swam in the beautiful pool and played badminton, and went out on the lake in canoes. We had some lovely food too, and felt very cherished.
But my beautiful autistic daughter wasn't satisfied with just swimming and eating... she wanted more! So on one special day, she and her sister turned up at base camp, donned their climbing gear, and went up into the redwoods for an aerial adventure... High up in the trees are platforms and challenges built to turn your hair white (no - I may look like I've done it, but I am no where near brave enough!). The ropes are slung between the trees in flimsy trails like spider webs, and for me on the ground, it looked absolutely terrifying. But up they went, my two brave girls, one after the other, and I stood holding the bags and my breath as they made their way higher and higher, inching their way along from one section to another. Near the end, I heard my daughter cry out in fear, and my heart jumped into my mouth. How could I help her? How would she ever get down? Then I heard her say "Come on Danni, you can do it!" and on she went, stepping out into space. Down the zip wire she flew like a bird in flight, and I broke down with pride and relief and cried my eyes out.
Lucky me to feel such things, and have beings like my beautiful daughters with whom to share my life. :-)