My non-verbal son isn’t telling me funny tales from his day. Yet, I’ve seen them all grow up. They’re a part of his life and it makes them important to mine.

My non-verbal son isn’t telling me funny tales from his day. Yet, I’ve seen them all grow up. They’re a part of his life and it makes them important to mine.
It was normal. It was natural. It was perfect. That’s the truth.
When his face lights up, it lifts my spirits in ways I never thought possible.