I hear the sound before my eyes discover its source. It is the low hum of a child, steady and unwavering. It is not troubled or pained, just persistent. I recognize it immediately, because I know it intimately. It was the soundtrack of Ryan’s youth. I search the airport gate for its source. Despite the lack […]Read more "Does She Know?"
So often, I get caught up in the BIG things of autism — sleep, behavior, social interaction, meds, etc. — that I overlook the little things that are more a subtle part of our family’s journey. Worse, I forget. I forget the unique behaviors or original ways of thinking or truly amazing powers of my […]Read more "Cars"