A beautiful fall day, colors exploding all around us as Joel and I drive through the sleepy college town of Oxford, Ohio.
I’m lost in thoughts about the “day program without walls” we’re building for Joel, when Joel’s voice interrupts the anxious flow of what I’m thinking.
“Look! The trees are falling!”
I’m too immersed in thoughts of what seems like an impossibility to go through the whole drill – the difference between trees and leaves – so I simply answer, “Leaves, Joel. The leaves are falling.”
“The leaves are falling,” he answers, his voice dreamy. He’s in the backseat, but I can tell without looking that he’s really enjoying the sight of leaves floating toward the ground.
Fall is my favorite season. I love the colors, the falling leaves, the fragrances, the foods, the brisk breezes.
But this year it truly does feel as if the trees are falling.
Joel’s day program, run by Butler County, is closing in two weeks.
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