To the world, his inability to communicate with them is the issue. But to him, the world’s inability to understand what he’s trying to communicate is the real issue.
Just as you can convince yourself that life is miserable, you can do the opposite.
Whether he speaks or has Autism is just a facet of his personality. If anything changes, we’ll be there. If it doesn’t, we will be there for that too.
Had you told me five years ago that I would be writing this blog today, I would never have believed you.
It’s one of the main reasons we should stand in awe of special education teachers (and all teachers in general).
Snap at a friend and they dismiss it. Do the same to your kid, they’ll bring it up at Thanksgiving when you’re 60.
If it seems like there aren’t many things to say to make the parent of a child on the Autism spectrum feel better, that’s because there aren’t.
Suddenly, you’re no longer Zack Morris. You’re now Mr. Belding.
The moment you’d let your guard down, he would take off across the yard. The next thing you know, you’re tackling a preschooler on your front lawn.
Some of my lowest points from the past few years are softened by their links to some great memories with my children.