Most people will go their entire lives and never have what he and I have. Most people would never even understand it.
Then again, it’s hard being a parent at all. Actually it’s hard just being alive sometimes.
This kid is made of steel. He’s like a Batman villain.
This wasn’t a debate or disagreement. This was performance art.
Some of the most beautiful human beings I have ever met have told me horror stories about interactions with some of the vilest individuals out there.
I often say that the world should try to be a little more like my son. We’d all be better for it.
Once again, I learn about the world through his eyes in ways I never would have noticed on my own.
Some friends have understood. Others haven’t. To be completely honest, sometimes I didn’t either.
Their “expertise”, or lack thereof, isn’t limited to autism and the families affected by it. They will also judge anything else they don’t know.
Everyone’s jonesing for that hit of the S’mores. It’s like a town full of Wimpys, promising, “I will gladly pay you Tuesday for a Snickerdoodle today.”