acceptance

My Fear as a Parent
The fears of a parent of an autistic child.

Please Pass the Lemonade.

Weeks of preparation, packing and moving, and I am finally coming up for air. Most of our possessions are still in boxes and our garage is chaos, but we are moved in and happy to be in our new home. The doors have safety locks, the gates are chained, and I can have a small sense of peace in knowing that Jacob is safely secured here.

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