No Harm In Trying
I can tell you about fifteen hours a week of therapy.
I can tell you about speech delays, sensory processing disorder, language processing disorder and social anxiety.
I can tell you about impaired motor skills and cognitive abilities impossible to assess.
But, that doesn’t really tell you anything about what it’s like to know Helene. It tells you nothing of her personality, her sense of humor, her emotional intelligence or her potential. It tells you nothing about what her autism is like. It simply reduces her to sound bites and statistics. Without a doubt, her life follows and will continue to follow a road less traveled and perhaps bearing greater obstacles. But, she is not “lost” or “damaged” or “diseased” because of autism. Before any other adjective, Helene is human. She is love. She is a daughter. She is a sister. She is a niece, cousin, granddaughter and friend. I don’t…
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