Suddenly, you're no longer Zack Morris. You're now Mr. Belding.
Some of my lowest points from the past few years are softened by their links to some great memories with my children.
Not only do things change, but people do. I did. You probably have too.
Having Autism or any special needs doesn’t mean the absence of personality or humor. All of his quirks - good and bad - are his and I love him.
Of course, if you asked, I would have told you I was a "realist". That's the term that someone uses to dance around the fact that they're really a self-hating pessimist.
You will be both on a pedestal and under a magnifying glass all at once. It will last for the rest of your lives.
There's nothing more frustrating than telling someone about your child's special needs and being greeted with an immediate inquisition on potential things they think you could have done to cause them.
You don’t have to be expressly called a dipstick by an elementary school kid in order to feel like one.
For many, my son having "special needs" means focusing on the things he can't do. It overshadows many of the powerful things he can.
The reality is that there are plenty of times when we, as adults, need to get away from the kids in order to steal a few sobering moments to ourselves.