1. vickiecouturier
    January 12, 2015 @ 4:42 pm

    thanks for sharing this,,as i have mentioned we have just got a diagonsis for my 4 yr old grandson ,,they are trying him on some medications to see if it will help with some of the behaviors,,,he actually took one of his Christmas toys apart and ate the lithium battery! he didnt swallow it but it was scarey,, i know he is lonely too,,he just doesnt play with with others,,he gets either too rough or quits,,its sad to see him without any friends,,my daughter just got custody of him and his sister a yr ago,,so we are still finding things out,,not good things that this kid had to go thru before he state stepped in,,,


  2. learntolovefood
    January 12, 2015 @ 9:43 pm

    What a beautiful essay! It is a really lovely moment of peace when Joey is frying Jack his egg!


  3. Lisa
    January 13, 2015 @ 5:55 am

    I love your writing! When you said ice and stilts it made me think that the icy pavement represents the difficulties we face in life. We have to move forward anyway even though it’s difficult, scary and if we don’t move correctly, we might get hurt. The stilts represent, to me, our manner of movement, the only way we know. In Jacky’s case, it isn’t the best way to move on ice, he stumbles more, doesn’t work as efficiently and is scary.
    We can all dry the ice by understanding that it is a scary, difficult obstacle for some and learn how to manage stilts so we can help with balance. We can all help in some way to melt some of that ice. Your family seems to be doing an amazing job with that!


    • Lisa
      January 13, 2015 @ 5:58 am

      Jack, not Jacky. (i have to remember to always proofread)


  4. jenmarie33
    January 13, 2015 @ 7:24 pm

    Your boys are so cute!


  5. Kaeley
    January 26, 2015 @ 1:17 pm

    Love the way Joey looks at Jack in the second picture….melts my heart!


  6. wifeysinger
    July 9, 2015 @ 10:06 pm

    carrie, thank you for sharing this. i found your blog tonight and can’t stop reading. your jack reminds me of my elijah (6).
    i wept through this post, i love my lonely boy. ❤


  7. wifeysinger
    July 9, 2015 @ 10:08 pm

    carrie, thank you for sharing this! your jack reminds me of my elijah (6). i wept through this post, i love my lonely boy. ❤

    found your blog tonight and can’t stop reading!

    xo hannah


  8. Patti Smith
    January 7, 2016 @ 12:15 pm

    Tell me..what happens to children who are diagnosed with autism when they become adults? What did we used to call and do with these poor souls before the diagnosis of autism was made?


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