Pushing isn’t always progress, and rest isn’t always regret.
Pushing isn’t always progress, and rest isn’t always regret.
If I want my non-verbal son to be accepted in our community, I need to help him be part of it.
What my non-verbal son teaches me about emotional truth, connection, and love without saying a word.
The world proved me wrong.
I don’t love my kids for the things they can or can’t do. I love them for who they are.
In other words, just because he can’t speak doesn’t mean he can’t do so much more.
I want a kid who is good all the time, not just when his dad is there.
This was not Coachella. This was Seaford.
When I think of “severe autism,” I think of another kid… doing what Lucas is doing.
We’ll call you if we need anything. But, as of today, we’re good.
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