Am I Lost?

My dear friend Red Bird gave me a gift, a book of poetry by Mary Oliver. Along with a touching card she highlighted the poem Am I Lost?

Am I Lost?
I don't think so.
Do I know where I am?
I'm not sure.
Have I ever been happier in my life?
Never.

For a long time I have been wife and mother. The day to day of living. Making lunches, walking dogs, cleaning, shopping, taking care of family. I have enjoyed and embraced every moment of it, for it was my choice. My oldest is now independent and my youngest utterly dependent. He is unique and brilliant, quirky and quite frankly of another planet. They tell us he is on the autism spectrum, a little bit of Asperger's perhaps, a lot of anxiety for sure, but no label, he is an oddity that they can't quite put their finger on. What we do know is that the school system isn't able to help him. We tried, oh how we tried for years, but, as another friend put it, it doesn't matter which side of the Titanic you place your deck chair, if the ships going down, get off the ship. So get off the ship we did. In March of this year we decided to sell everything, trade in the car for a truck, buy a fifth wheel RV and head west. We are going to home school, we are going to teach our son how to survive in a world full of people. A world  where everyday interactions cause him distress. We plan on a year, but who knows what will happen.
 Am I Lost? No, I don't think so. I believe fate put me next to Red Bird because we were meant to be. Without you, Red Bird I wouldn't have found the strength to deal with it all, the doctor's, psychologist's, school's, naysayer's. You are my sister in all but blood. You are supportive, a comfort when I need it and the most fearless person I know. You inspire me to soar. I miss having you just on the other side of the fence, but will treasure this blog and all the stories to come.
Do we know where we are? Not yet, but finding out is the best part. Be strong my friend and keep moving forward.
Always Yours, Sparrow