I knew nothing about autism and nothing about being non-verbal. Hell, I knew nothing about having a son.
Sometimes my posts betray me. I snitch on myself, as the kids say.
If there was any chance that we could have the relationship that I envisioned rather than the one I feared, I was going to do everything in my power to make it happen.
Most people will go their entire lives and never have what he and I have. Most people would never even understand it.
I can’t just lay in bed all day. I have kids and responsibilities. Even if I didn’t, I still can’t stay in bed all day.
Then again, it’s hard being a parent at all. Actually it’s hard just being alive sometimes.
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.
Whatever your situation is, no matter how universal it might feel, know that it’s different for almost everyone.
I often say that the world should try to be a little more like my son. We’d all be better for it.