A Letter to My Autistic Son on His 7th Birthday
Dear Jack,
I’m writing this letter in faith that one day you will be able to read it, understand it, and forgive us for the mistakes we are making with you.
Tomorrow is your birthday. Seven years ago, I was watching the first quarter of the Super Bowl and your mom’s water broke. I joked that it meant something. That you wanted to come out and watch the Steelers beat the Seahawks. I took it for granted that we would someday watch football games together and practice fade routs in the back yard. Read more