It’s been over a month since Adrian moved into his new residence. And for over a month now I’ve been thinking I need to write something about it. But each time I tried I failed to find words. There’s so much to say and I don’t know how to say it all.
This weekend is Adrian’s first visit home since he moved. Somehow the familiar chaotic rhythm of having him here makes it easier to sit down and start typing. Go figure 😛
In general, the move went very well. I don’t know that we could have asked for better. His first few days were a bit rough as he learned the new routines and how to communicate with the staff. But that all worked itself out very quickly and he was soon back to the baseline he had here at home… Perhaps even better in some ways.
I could go into detail about how well the staff deals with things when he does present them with a bit of a challenge or I could report how Adrian has won hearts by sticking up for the staff when other students present challenging behaviors. I could tell how Adrian’s already eating and drinking things there – of his own free will – that he would never eat or drink here at home or how the staff tells us all about all the sign language Adrian’s taught them. I could go on with the cute stories of how he and his new roommate connect over xbox games or explain how incredibly calm and happy he was when we went there and took him out for dinner.
But really, to me, the thing that says it all best is how Adrian behaves when we leave him there at his house. In the past, when we’ve had issues at school, Adrian doesn’t hesitate to let me know things are not well there with his body language and vocalizations at drop off.
When we drop him back off at his house, he’s comfortable and happy. He’s made himself at home. He kisses me and vocalizes a ‘bye’ and then goes off to do his thing… not even caring to watch us leave.
So yeah, Adrian is doing great. And that means the rest of us are doing pretty well too. 🙂