1. Karen Martin
    January 16, 2017 @ 10:08 am

    I don’t comment often, as I am not directly involved with a child with autism. However, I almost daily observe the seemingly solitary life of a child, and the family, in a similar physical situation, but seemingly without the group support that you have created in your family. Through your weekly postings, I enlarge my understanding and empathy for “my” nearby family, which chooses to remain private. Yet, it isn’t private. I’m reminded when the child is outside, {today, in the early morning mist} and I awaken to hearing his sounds which have yet to be formed into syllables. We both have our morning rituals: as I get up and make coffee, he swings, twisting the rope supports from side to side, dismounts, pounds his little hands on a rock wall, claps, stomps his feet, and repeats. I hope when he runs back inside, the child the family are experiencing the unconditional love that you so eloquently express, both by your actions and in your words.


  2. Kathy
    January 18, 2017 @ 7:59 pm

    I am like Hedrixon. My parents are gone and now as the little sister I am the guardian.


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