I made it home. I am fine- my daughter, however had a royal meltdown when I got here. This is to be expected. Things that are not the same rattle her world. So – as happy as she might be that I am home – it also just makes everything different for her. For Phoebe’s autism–daily routine and predictability are everything. I learn to live with these days- and know that tomorrow will be a better one- for her and me.