We were cleaning books and papers out of the "China Cabinet" in our kitchen today. We had never stored China there only photos, albums and papers. Like other China Cabinets though there were glass doors on the front through which you could view the China. Over time Conor had, on different occasions, while suffering meltdowns, put his hands through the glass windows. I thought I had gotten all the glass out on each occasion but today after moving a group of albums I found some shards of glass, shards of severe autism realities.
Such events are not talked about by those alleged "thinking persons" and others who talk breathlessly about the joys of autism and criticize parents, and grandparents, of children with severe autism disorders and intellectual disabilities who talk honestly about the severe challenges faced by their own children, the children they love. Personally they will not stop me from talking honestly about the severe autism disorder from which my son suffers and yes he does suffer from it. I will continue to speak the truth about these serious neurological disorders and if my words seem to them like shards of glass then so be it.