I may not have “gotten” it, but friends don’t need to “get” it. They just need to show you support. I hadn’t shown him support and it hurt to realize it.
I want her to be a good person, not just to me, but to everyone.
The world outside may be cruel, but behind our front door, there’s no fear, judgment, or shame. There’s unconditional love.
When it comes to meetings like this, it’s about helping my child. I’m here for him.
Believing your kids can do anything is easy. Believing in your own ability to show them how to do those things is hard.
Here’s the twist. I don’t wonder that.
Autism or not, sing to your kids. Even if you, like me, never sing for anyone else, do it for them.
This is the type of lesson you only understand as life plays out.
The most amazing thing is how easily it all could have never happened had I just brushed her reply aside like an arrogant grown-up.
She will become who she becomes because that’s who she’s meant to be, not because her choices were limited.