Whispers of Reason
I find myself thinking about my children when they were younger, full of joy and smiles, happy and innocent. Both of my children are teens now, 16 and 18. While they are both severe autistic and non-verbal. I can still see a change in their eyes. In many ways they are still small children. However there are times I see it. When my son is frustrated because he can't express his thoughts clearly. Or my daughter doesn't understand why she can't have what she wants when she wants it. It honestly breaks a part of me. I keep reminding myself that while I might not be able to "fix" them, at least I can fight for them to smile. I have tried public schools a few times. They were only concerned with my kids being quiet and not a bother and absurd rules that did not matter. A primary example was shoes. Often times due to sensory related issues my son would only wear his crocs. Yet instead of allowing him to attend school they would ...
