Sometimes, on the good days, I watch my daughters playing in the yard. Three beautiful girls. Three of my dearest Earthly treasures. I see my oldest daughter. I see her 8 year old legs, running, barefoot and carefree through the summer grass. I see her soft golden hair glowing in the afternoon light. Her blue… Read more
Tonight I sat on your bed with you, My little Sunshine Girl. We snuggled. I twirled your golden hair in the soft glow of the nightlight. I held your soft, still dimpled, 7 year old little hand in mine. I looked into your clear, blue, laughing eyes. Do you know you have the sweetest blue… Read more
There is a game we play called Autism. It’s a game that tells us all how we must feel about Autism and what we must say about it. It’s a game where we all must pretend to like Autism. We must pretend that it’s a gift. We must say it’s beautiful. We must celebrate it. … Read more
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