I never asked her to help “cure” my son’s Autism.
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.
I had to force myself to see the worst of him, even though I usually can only see the best.
As soon as we opened the door, she became the most fragile thing in our home.
When you truly accept anything as a possibility then everything is perfect.
What followed was a barrage of sad heart emojis mixed with the occasional, “Stay Strong, Mama”.