I knew nothing about autism and nothing about being non-verbal. Hell, I knew nothing about having a son.
If there was any chance that we could have the relationship that I envisioned rather than the one I feared, I was going to do everything in my power to make it happen.
Most people will go their entire lives and never have what he and I have. Most people would never even understand it.
Then again, it’s hard being a parent at all. Actually it’s hard just being alive sometimes.
This wasn’t a debate or disagreement. This was performance art.
Some of the most beautiful human beings I have ever met have told me horror stories about interactions with some of the vilest individuals out there.
I often say that the world should try to be a little more like my son. We’d all be better for it.
Once again, I learn about the world through his eyes in ways I never would have noticed on my own.
Some friends have understood. Others haven’t. To be completely honest, sometimes I didn’t either.
Their “expertise”, or lack thereof, isn’t limited to autism and the families affected by it. They will also judge anything else they don’t know.