The Hardest Part About Traveling With Autism

Last winter my husband Joe and I took five red suitcases, four messy boys and one pink girl on a Caribbean vacation. As soon as our second son, Jack, climbed into the shuttle to the airport, he made an announcement to the driver: “None of us. Smoke tobacco.” The driver looked back at me in the dim light of the van. It …

When a Little Girl at the Pool Realized My Son Has Autism

EMTs, firefighters and police officers all have something in common. When crisis arrives and everyone’s running away from it, they’re the ones running towards it. They’re the first on the scene to help, to rescue and to serve. In my world, the term “first responders” means something a little different. The first year after my son’s autism diagnosis — now …

He’s Not Naughty, He Has Autism

The gorgeous SoCal sun shone its bright face on the day, so my husband and the two older boys drive to the local lagoon for some water sports with friends. Charlie’s therapy schedule today won’t allow me to join, so it’s just me and the two little guys. We continue on our usual Sunday morning routine: church then playing at home. Charlie’s …