livebeyondautism

There’s something special about Sundays. For me, it’s a day to slow down, recharge, and savor the simple joys of life. This morning began in the best way possible—cooking breakfast for my family. The kitchen came alive with the sounds of sizzling bacon, and freshly brewed coffee, and the chatter of my kids as they eagerly waited for their favorite dishes. Pancakes, scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, and a side of fruit—it wasn’t fancy, but it was made with love. Watching my family dig in, exchanging smiles and stories from the week, reminded me that these small moments are the heart of everything. Once the plates were cleared and the kitchen was (mostly) tidied up, I claimed the afternoon for myself. The couch became my sanctuary, and Netflix was my companion. I let myself get lost in a new series, the kind that pulls you into another world and makes you forget about the to-do list. It was the perfect escape, made even better with a cozy blanket and a warm cup of tea. As I sat back, I reali...