Our son. He has a sister, brothers, a wonderful and loving father, a caring and supportive extended family, great friends, and now a hockey team family who grows in importance and significance each day.
But as for me? You see, I’m his person. Our son struggles to make and maintain eye contact with almost everyone he meets. But me?
He not only makes and sustains eye contact with me, but his eyes soften and sparkle. You see, I’m his person. When routines change in our house, or the weight of the day behind him or ahead of him is too much, he finds me.
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