Addition by subtraction is a real thing, but it can also be a painful thing. It almost always is.
The clapping, yelling, and jumping are just part of who we are. We not only endure it, we relish in it.
Once you do, you see the beautiful picture that’s obscured by the seemingly missing pieces.
The things I don’t talk about greatly outnumber the things I do.
So far in the rear view mirror, they don’t even appear closer than they are.
I’m not a superhero, Warrior, or anything other than the dad to two of the best kids on Earth.
If my boy never does these things, I accept that, because I love him.
“I’m not sleeping. I saw everything. That guy did the thing before to the other guy.”
I love my son and his autism cause isn’t something I’m constantly trying to get to the heart of.
The world might be aware of the term “autism”, they’re not aware of my son and what makes him special.