There’s something so unique and inspiring about it, that it’s hard to put into words.
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.
What followed was a barrage of sad heart emojis mixed with the occasional, “Stay Strong, Mama”.
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