A Note to the Stranger Who Understood My Son
To the mysterious stranger at the arcade: I saw you watching my son today. You didn’t see me watching you but I was. I saw you look at him as he covered his ears and stomped his foot and growled. I wondered if you knew he wasn’t being bad, that he was just overwhelmed. It […]
Continue readingAn Illustration of Love: Two Angels in a White Cadillac
The first weekend after my son was diagnosed, I ran away. I ran as far away from my new reality that my shattered soul could take me. I went to my parent’s cottage. I spent three days in one room with my two boys. I ate a wad of cheese and endless carbohydrates while I […]
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