Author: James Guttman

Father of two children - one non-verbal with autism, one verbal without.

A Stranger Tapped Me On The Shoulder While My Son Was Melting Down

It was the exact thing I needed to hear at the exact right moment.

Most kids sleep like little animals. That’s why we put them in barred-up cages until they’re two.

It doesn’t mean you don’t love your child. In fact, it means the opposite.

“I get it. You’re upset because you have the hot dad.”

He may be non-verbal, but that doesn’t mean he’s non-social.

No questions, when asked to by those looking to understand, are ever offensive.

With a non-verbal boy with autism, it’s not as simple as good, bad, happy, or mad. There’s a lot to process.

Loving him “because he’s mine” is just one part of the much bigger equation and dismissive of a bigger point.

If this was really Medieval Times, the dragon would have been afraid to come near us.

The saving grace, I told myself, was that she hadn’t seen me.