I had to force myself to see the worst of him, even though I usually can only see the best.
I had to force myself to see the worst of him, even though I usually can only see the best.
What followed was a barrage of sad heart emojis mixed with the occasional, “Stay Strong, Mama”.
Autism doesn’t make my son the best boy in the world. The fact that he’s mine makes him the best boy in the world.