Unorthodox and Unconventional

Americans seem eager to embrace the "one-size fits all" packages that come so readily available in our daily lives. Everything from fast food combos to child-rearing books tout the convenience of standardization. Even many doctors expect that when you slap a label on a kid, what comes in the package should always "fit" the description.

If you have ever raised a child, especially one "different" enough to acquire one of these special labels, you know that the expectation of conformity is a fallacy. YOUR Aspie (affectionate term for an individual with Asperger's Syndrome) kid is probably as different from MY Aspie kid as gold is from chartreuse. There are commonalities, but they're two entirely different shades.

I live in an unconventional family. We have three generations of Aspies here, and four of the five members are on the Autism spectrum. Even our dog displays quite a few Aspie traits herself, although they may be learned behaviors. ;D

I have an unconventional marriage, even by Asperger's standards. Most books tell me I'm supposed to be miserable being the spouse of an Aspie. Quite the contrary, as I am entirely happy and satisfied in my marriage. Perhaps this relates to the fact that I'm an Aspie myself, but therein lies yet another rarity.

Finally, I have an unorthodox perspective. I don't always view things from the same angle that the average person does. And it is this uniqueness that leads me to write this blog.

I am shouting out to say that "Unorthodox Rocks!", and I'm going to do my best herein to prove that to you.