This past month I’ve been catching up with some old friends. A couple of weeks ago college friends came to stay. I had lunch today with an old friend and a little while ago I ran into a high school friend at Wal-Mart (yes folks, the convenience of Wal-Mart – get your groceries, underwear, automotive needs and have impromptu reunions all under one roof). It’s been great!
My high school friend has a son who has ADHD. She told me she loves reading the Madhouse but wonders where I’ve hidden the cameras in her house!! Apparently she has many of the same problems with her son that I have with my two. (I haven’t hidden cameras in anyone else’s home, honest. I have enough material in the Madhouse for a few more blogs – next year I may have to stoop to spying on others.)
Another friend, a woman I went to elementary school with, sent me a message on Facebook telling me how much she enjoys the Madhouse. She confessed that it is helpful to her to know that someone else struggles with some of the same parenting problems she does.
There was a third lady who contacted me to let me know her teen-aged daughter, who was in hospital for diagnosis and therapy, loves reading the Madhouse. I sure hope that some of my silly tales made her laugh.
Hearing these stories makes me feel great! That’s exactly why I started writing the Madhouse. I knew how alone I felt, but I also knew that I wasn’t alone. There are so many other families struggling with the same issues (compliance, defiance, acceptance, compulsions, hyperactivity, moodiness, bi-polar, ADHD, OCD, ODD and a million other letter combinations) that I knew I wasn’t on my own even when I felt isolated.
So last year, around this time, I decided to start to this blog. I wanted to reach out to people who were experiencing that same sense of isolation and let them know “You are not alone. I’m here, in the Madhouse, facing some the same challenges as you. Don’t be afraid. We’ll get through this together, with love, affection and humour.”
I’d like to thank my readers for sharing this last year with me. It’s been an adventure.