In the end, I’m proud to say, no tables were flipped.
There’s something so unique and inspiring about it, that it’s hard to put into words.
How can I raise a child with Autism? I just do. And it’s great.
It’s why my stomach gets knots. It’s why I come running.
Just because I don’t know why he reacts a certain way to something, that doesn’t mean I can’t support him during it.
He’s both the easiest kid to shop for and the hardest kid to shop for.
I never asked her to help “cure” my son’s Autism.
We walked into the crowded and cramped waiting area. That’s when my son had a meltdown.
It’s easy to be so fixated on one specific victory that we miss all the other ones happening around us.
When you truly accept anything as a possibility then everything is perfect.