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Accepting My Child Doesn’t Have the Big, Red, Shiny Bow
Coming to grips with your child having a diagnosis is a process. The biggest hurdle for me was understanding that he did not have the "big, red, shiny, bow." I use...
“I Will Marry a Girl That Loves My Brother”
When Vince was around six years old, we were having a conversation with him about what he wanted to be when he grew up. He wasn't able to tell us what...
What I Want for My Birthday
When Dominic was diagnosed I had an extremely challenging year stating that he had autism outloud. I knew he did and it was important for me to come to terms with...