In high school, I sat with the special ed kids. Who knew I would have an autistic son someday? God must have known that I treat the special kids fairly. Mikey is now 11 years old. Hearing him read-everything-street signs, headlines, cereal boxes--is so exciting. Most people would take such simple things for granted.
He did not talk much his first few years--now he never shuts up! He loves his pet cats. He loves to help me around the house. He loves to talk to everyone he meets. He loves to make me laugh--he loves life!
Franklin, PA
