Tag: children

Our New House, Our Old Home

We just literally moved yesterday. Half the things in this room are still covered in cellophane.

Although rarely talked about, it’s one of the strangest parts of parenting.

In my day, we didn’t have internet. We had prank phone calls and they were awesome.

I had no idea where this concept came from. For the record, I have never stolen gas.

Here’s the twist. I don’t wonder that.

I still understood next to nothing about Autism and even less about what it would be like to have a non-verbal child.

The hour would end, the door would close, and we would all be alone together again.

As the parent to a child with Autism, it pulls me back to the early days of his life…

That’s when being really cool became something I talk about in the past tense.

My parenthood is neither painful nor does it require relief. When I say that I accept my son as he is, I’m not trying to fool myself and others.