People grow. He’s a person. He grows.
It’s my job to give him every opportunity I would want myself.
Life is about finding your home team.
Verbal or non, autism or not, kids are kids.
I don’t hide my scars. I wear them proudly.
My kid needs me. I owe him.
I’m never surprised. I’m never let down.
How terrible must that be for him?
Never fear learning who your child is.
Am I doing it for him and his needs or am I doing it for me and my wants?