This is the kid who I was afraid would never be able to express his wants and needs.
You’ll have to forgive me if all of this is still a bit raw.
The smiles are the same and their faces, while different sizes, are almost the spitting image of one another.
I have never, in my entire life, been as in awe of one person as I am of him. He does things his own way.
One day without school turned into two and then three and then fifteen. Soon, no one knew what day it was, when things were going back to normal, and what exactly was happening.
As long as it comes from a place of learning, rather than cruelty, I will answer anything.
We are so busy telling everyone that we’re aware and accepting of people with autism, we don’t stop to appreciate when they are aware and accepting of us.
Sometimes those golden sentiments of happy-happy joy-joy work in the opposite direction.
Once again, I learn about the world through his eyes in ways I never would have noticed on my own.
Some friends have understood. Others haven’t. To be completely honest, sometimes I didn’t either.