Its truely ironic - the thing that I hate the most about life - my son's Autism - has brought me the best, truest friends I've ever had. We have a bond forged in the fire of recovering our children and its an amazing thing. We laughed, we cried, we danced, we sang, we had a pajama party (!). But mostly we celebrated our children getting better. It is inconceivable to me that I might have never met these women who are such a vital part of my life at this point. We are all committed to recovering our children, and committed to supporting each other through recovery.
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| My two roomies and I on the way from the Airport to Hotel |
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| meeting my BFF in real life |
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| Kim and I |
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| G. And I |
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| Goddess and I |
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| Maryann and Doc and I |
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| Moderators! |
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| Kerri Rivera and I |
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| Pat and I |
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| Fancy Dress Up Dinner |
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| Best PhotoBomb Ever - Right before Kerri's presentation |
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| Autism Moms Gone Wild (seriously, when we let loose, look out) |
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| Last Day |
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| Pajama Party! |
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| synchronized planking. |
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