The other day, I sat in a café and watched as a mom walked in with two kids in tow. I didn’t notice much while sipping my coffee, but soon the family’s conversation broke my train of thought. The girl, maybe 4, was talking to the waitress about the menu. She wanted extra bacon and a muffin with no nuts because of her allergies. She knew her limitation and could express what she needed.
I was happy for the girl and her mom, and at the same time I couldn’t stop thinking about the kids like my son, Anand, who can’t have those types of conversations. And I thought about the families like mine who care for them. Walking into a café would be such a huge struggle for many of us — the anxiety around crowds and the fear of a meltdown for unknown reasons prevents us from even thinking about going out for breakfast.
We all want the world for our children, but sometimes just surviving becomes our day-to-day life.
But yet, I marvel at human nature.
When my son was born, I experienced immediate joy and sometime later came anger, frustration, sadness and denial. For many parents of children with autism or other special needs, parenting is challenging right from the start. For others, they face challenges more gradually. …