Tag: kids

For Those Who Mean Well

I never asked her to help “cure” my son’s Autism.

In that hospital bed, the question of whether I would do anything for my kids was real.

We walked into the crowded and cramped waiting area. That’s when my son had a meltdown.

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.

I spent years in the babyhood trenches. I have the scars, words, and formula stains to prove it.

Autism doesn’t make my son the best boy in the world. The fact that he’s mine makes him the best boy in the world.

It was the day that she nearly made me laugh so hard that coffee came out of my nose