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May 27, 2009



How I wish I could give you a hug and tell you that it's going to be OK. Because it's going to be OK.

Being a few years ahead of you in this process, I tell myself daily that Autism is a Spectrum Disorder, which I take to mean that our children are capable of seeing and expressing rainbows where we only see the black and white of the world around us.

Yes; he will struggle. But every child struggles, in one way or another. And you can take comfort in that, while childhood might be difficult, he will grow up to be a remarkable adult.

In the meantime, if omeone asks you 'Is he autistic?' you can answer, 'Maybe. It's not slowing him down at all, though.' And then, let him show you where the rainbows are.


Thank you, Beanie. I love your answer!

aaryn b.

Hi Lisse.

I found you through the Women's Colony and just wanted to say hello. Re: The questions people ask about your darling Pumpkin, I just wrote a piece about how I feel when that happens to me. It's over in the Confessional if you're interested. But more than that, your story made me think of one my friend wrote for the NYTimes' Modern Love series, about meeting her daughter for the first time. I think you'll relate.


Popping in from the crème de la crème list.

This is a very moving post. I can't begin to imagine what it was like for you then in St-Petersberg.

I'm glad to hear you're feeling positive about the future, even though you can see difficulties ahead.

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