Family Diary
Mashiach is coming now, and he’ll make me all better! In a few hours I won’t have ASD anymore
Family Diary
“My son is autistic.” I heard the defensiveness in my voice, but also the plea. “Please don’t do anything, or say anything until I get there”
Family Diary
It was already too late. Chezky was oblivious to his inappropriate attire, joining the inner circle of dancing, before the eyes of one and all
Family Diary
When the great day final arrived, Chezky would be wound up like a spring, ready to jump into action — or to spiral out of control
Family Diary
Maybe I didn’t want to admit it out loud, but my niggling internal voices were getting stronger
Family Diary
“I apologize that this got so out of control,” he said softly. “Really, I wish it hadn’t ended like this”
