However colossally unfair America has become, our country’s education and support of children with disabilities is exponentially worse.
In spite of the hatred and divisiveness sweeping our country, there are still warm and welcoming people and places where diversity is respected, accepted and even embraced.
Mothers are tough. They have to be.
Come out, come out wherever you are.
I don’t want my daughter to turn from a warm outgoing person into someone hateful and suspicious.
The more structure you build into the holiday, the happier everyone will be.
We still don’t know when or where our daughter will live on her own, but the moment has FINALLY arrived for an old(er) mama and papa bird to fly onward.
Although poets have often extolled the beauty of leaves changing in autumn, I’m in no rush for fall.
We are all on the spectrum—the human spectrum—together.
My daughter knows she can count on me to never give up, because I never gave up on her or allowed her to give up on herself.
Lost? Upset? Frustrated? Feeling ill? If our daughter can’t reach us, here’s my list of recommendations for her.
My daughter’s joy in the applause and accolades never gets old.
Directors and producers must STILL become convinced that casting actors with autism will be better and more profitable than choosing a neurotypical celebrity with a “bankable” name.
For people with autism, sometimes there are unexpected dangers lurking in the overlooked details.
While each person with autism or any learning disability is unique, what they all have in common is joy and appreciation for each other.
This “middle group”—much like today’s middle class—is largely ignored or given vague promises which aren’t kept.