Tag: life

The Circle of Dad

Suddenly all the corny nonsense you were forced to do for the sake of family unity has become a source of humiliation again.

I can still remember the first time that my sweet-faced, doting, little princess ripped my heart out. She was two.

How can I allow my school-aged child with autism to still play with a toy designed for a toddler? Doesn’t that go against the very nature of my job?

The bizarre humor that rushes through my head is decades below my own age group and doesn’t even need an audience to spring up.

“What time do you guys fight Santa?”

I want her to believe that she’s the best artist on Earth. Why? Because she is.

The days of, “there are no socks up here” quickly become “I’m going to a study group with friends” as they hit the teenage years.

We’re all artists who can’t enjoy our own work because we see the errors that no one else does.

Everyone is on the same page in that we’re all aware that autism exists. It doesn’t mean that people accept it.

Ugh! Why would you make him kiss me like that!?