There are so many pops and cracks, you’d think I was a walking pile of rap music record albums.
A single father shares how being shaped by his nonverbal son and teenage daughter reframed what strength, love, and success really mean.
Author: James Guttman
Father of two children - one non-verbal with autism, one verbal without.
The Importance of Teaching Him Life Skills
For the first time in all our grocery outings, he was focused and tuned in to his surroundings. Rather than coming along for the ride, my boy was a willing co-pilot.
Other People’s Kids
I want her to be a good person, not just to me, but to everyone.
The Mess In The Mirror
“Who has seen me today? Did I talk to people like this? What is wrong with my face? Am I freakin’ melting?!”
No One Knows Why He’s Limping
He did his usual strut across the front lawn on both his legs – even the crooked one that appeared ready to snap in half.
I Feed These Kids Garbage
I want to give lectures about what I was forced to call meals as a child and how we don’t get to choose what we want to eat. But, alas, I’m tired. So I plop the Eggos in the toaster and everyone enjoys their morning.
Losing His Crown Jewel
I knew what was coming. I think you do too. Her goodbye that day would be her final one.
These Ten Years
Some loved ones are gone because they’re in a better place now. Others are gone because I am.
The Almost Worst Christmas With My Favorite Person
Had you told me two days earlier that this would have been Christmas, I would have screamed in worried agony. I would have called it a failure and seen my biggest fear become a reality.
Naughty, But Nice
As I frantically tried to put his clothes back on, I repeated “No, no, no,” and “we don’t take our clothes off”.
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