Today is world Autism awareness day. I'm guessing that many of you, like myself, are already more aware than you ever wished or dreamed of being. On this day, I try to look beyond "awareness" (and exhaustion!) and see positive things autism can bring: Today I see hope and gratitude.
My son is 19. At age two, we had an appointment with a neurologist, in which my guy played with my car keys through the entire hour: Moderate-to-mild, possible brain damage, school programs available, good luck, out the door. Photos from that time show a cute redhead, with absolutely no affect: dead eyes, staring out from a sweet toddler face. Ten months before, he'd had sparkling eye contact. I went home and lived on the internet, reading, researching, digging into the night for anything that gave me something to believe in: PDDNOS, what? Regressive, how? What might help? Read More