nice. every man expects a son, but fortunate is that man who has a daughter or two first, as they are the only ones who truly treat a man like royalty. my daughters are the greatest blessings in my life. so is my son, but so happy the girls came first.
As you can see, my girls have four legs. My wife and I have one son together: a boy, 20 years old, who has autism. I have a 33 year-old son by a long-forgotten disaster.
My wife and I tried to have more children, but couldn’t. . . .
yes, i did see your girls, but had my newly pregnant daughter’s husband talking in my ear about wanting a boy, and thinking, “pal, you don’t know”. how interesting that you have an autistic son. my second career (after retiring from the air force) has been in working in public schools with autistic students. these students have such challenges, but reciprocate such love and appreciation that makes going to work each day such a blessing. my thoughts with you and your family.
Thank you! It’s good to know that someone like you is willing to give time and effort to these kids.
When our son was diagnosed, 1993, it was an anomaly: we had zero frame of reference. We didn’t know what the hell to do and neither did most around us. All our future plans dissipated before we left the diagnosing doctor’s office. Now it seems that darn near every family has a member on the spectrum. That’s a sad fact . . . but it has increased understanding and empathy.
right. diagnosis is much more accurate in recent years, and though the cause is still unidentified, i can’t help but wondering what environmental factors come into play. but it is prevalent, and it has made my decision to go into counseling and behavior such right to be able to work with autistic students. their behaviors are so misunderstood, when in reality, they reflect love and purity as not many others possibly could.
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