I watch though the lens of my camera and the lens of my fatherhood and can’t believe what I am seeing.
I never asked her to help “cure” my son’s Autism.
When it comes to Autism, the entertainment world has a very distinct way of presenting things.
His eyes turn red, you lean in to check him, and he sneezes in your face.
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.”
There are some days when I am in awe of his nerve.
I spent years in the babyhood trenches. I have the scars, words, and formula stains to prove it.