Tag: children

For Those Who Mean Well

I never asked her to help “cure” my son’s Autism.

In that hospital bed, the question of whether I would do anything for my kids was real.

We walked into the crowded and cramped waiting area. That’s when my son had a meltdown.

It’s easy to be so fixated on one specific victory that we miss all the other ones happening around us.

I was there yesterday. I will be there tomorrow.

When you truly accept anything as a possibility then everything is perfect.

The best I can do is come storming back down the hallway mumbling about, “Freakin’ socks and this house.”

I spent years in the babyhood trenches. I have the scars, words, and formula stains to prove it.

What do you do, after that entire expensive day of magic, when they scream out “shut your mouth” in a crowded Macaroni Grill?

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.