Tag: special needs parenting

For Those Who Mean Well

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.

His eyes turn red, you lean in to check him, and he sneezes in your face.

When you truly accept anything as a possibility then everything is perfect.

The best I can do is come storming back down the hallway mumbling about, “Freakin’ socks and this house.”

What followed was a barrage of sad heart emojis mixed with the occasional, “Stay Strong, Mama”.

There are some days when I am in awe of his nerve.

He’ll get it. I know he will. He’s done it before. He’ll do it again.

It’s our favorite trip. Other people might not get it, but we do.

Autism doesn’t make my son the best boy in the world. The fact that he’s mine makes him the best boy in the world.