I just read in an editorial where a mother was saying how thankful she was for all kinds of stuff.
On that list she included that fact that her son has Asperger's.
I love that spirit. Love that approach. But something kind of kept me from feeling the same way.
I guess I view AS more as something to accept. Something that just is. I'm not resentful. Nor am I thankful.
I am certainly thankful for my kid, and every little swirling electron and spiritual spark that is him. But as for Asperger's itself? Meh. Take it or leave it.
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
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