Nonspeaking Communication Can Be So Beautiful

I have a beautiful moment to share with you… This morning, when I came out of my bedroom, far earlier than I would have liked, I knew my Cooper was waiting on the stairs for me. For one I could hear train whistles and happy music. And secondly, lately, he’s been waiting for me more. Near, but far. Not close enough to touch, but easily heard and seen if I peek around a corner or under a table. He gasped as he usually does when it’s been a period of…

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Communication can be so Beautiful

A beautiful moment to share with you… This morning, when I came out of my bedroom, far earlier than I would have liked, I knew my Cooper was waiting on the stairs for me. For one I could hear train whistles and happy music. And secondly, lately, he’s been waiting for me more. Near, but far. Not close enough to touch, but easily heard and seen if I peek around a corner or under a table. He gasped as he usuallly does when it’s been a period of time since…

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We Always Come Home to Each Other

Back when my son was diagnosed with autism, what now feels like a lifetime ago, I used to hyper fixate on certain things. Things I hoped he would do. Things I was scared would never happen. Goals. Dreams. Fears. I used to be so scared I’d never get grandchildren. Crazy right? I mean he was 4 years old and I was thinking about being a grandma. Or his graduation. Would we have one? Would he ever drive? Go to prom? Have a first kiss? Heartbreak? All I can say is…

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