Happy World Autism Awareness Day!

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Today marks a day in our lives when we recognize our loved ones who have autism and we share what this day means to us. However, not everyone knows that today is an actual holiday. I mentioned this to four people this morning and they all said, “I didn’t know!” It felt good sharing this with

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Birthdays and Parenting

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Today happens to be my birthday and just when you thought it would just be an ordinary day in March, the following happened: Little Angel walks into our bedroom to wake me up and present me with a birthday card that he made in school. It was colorful. It was huge. Most importantly, he wrote his name on the

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That’s Not My Problem

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Every day when I interact with or observe someone, I always wonder if that person has a disability or not. I don’t know why but I understand how. Each time a thought comes to mind, I wonder how my son will be able to co-exist in mainstream life. Having a child on the autism spectrum

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Hiatus or nah?

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I envy parents who seem to have it all together. They fight the good fight and they make sure that everyone else knows it. I can advocate for my child and go hard for him when needed. Still self doubt creeps up on me at times and I wonder if I am doing enough for him. This

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Autism: Three Years and Counting

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Three years ago today, we were told that Angel is on the autism spectrum. He was four-years old. I remember that day vividly. I remember how I felt and what I said. His autism diagnosis changed my outlook on what it means to be a parent. His autism diagnosis changed everything. His autism diagnosis changed

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How My Autistic Son Taught Me to be a Better Person

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I remember when Angel got his first vaccination. He was two-months old. As the needle pierced his little thigh a slow cry erupted from his mouth. I remember my heart growing heavy and tears welling in my eyes. This must be unconditional love. I felt his pain. Years later, my autistic son is still teaching

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