Chauffeuring duties started at the crack of dawn this morning. Because we received teacher assignments and I noticed that it’s time for Jack’s annual visit, I spent the better part of the early morning rereading material of institutional autism and therapies and theories. Sigh.
There is a constant question of am I doing enough? Is this the right thing? Who will protect him when I’m not there? It often falls on his sisters’ shoulders, especially Bria because they’re in the same grade.
It makes for a long morning. Then, I happened to come across this. I just wanted to share it. It gave me a little hope for Jack and well, for the world.