is the day that Macie was diagnosed with Autism. My daughter is Autistic. It stings to type that. It's a step in the right direction though. I am still not able to say the words. It's not that I am denying it, or that I don't believe it.....it's just hard to form the words and say out loud.
I have so much more to talk about, and I will. I just need some time to process this. I will blog more about her diagnosis, and the process when I can organize my thoughts a bit better. I want to talk about it, and I know a lot of you have questions. We very much appreciate everyone reaching out to us yesterday. It's so hard to talk about right now without crying, and I hope that you all know that we just need some time to process this as a family.
This little purple folder has changed our lives forever. 
I know that Macie is still Macie. I know that we still love her the same, maybe even more if that's possible, but our lives feel like they've been turned upside down. I know things "could be worse", but in our eyes, at this moment, they can't be worse. I'm guessing that feeling this way is part of the "grieving" process.
