Autism doesn’t make him less than you or more than you. It makes him him.
What if autism doesn’t make him a super hero doctor like they say on TV?
Don’t pity me for my child. I don’t want it and I won’t have it.
I want the world to know. It’s the whole reason I write.
There’s no shame in the things that make us who we are.
Words only have power if you let them. When they were pointed at me, I let them.
My boy is happy. He expresses it every day.
We stopped at Starbucks and drove around in circles.
We may struggle to help our children, but we never struggle to love them
I knew nothing about autism and nothing about being non-verbal. Hell, I knew nothing about having a son.