Celebrating disability pride in this parade was as much a coming out party for me as it was for Sam. I may write fluently about autism, but for years I’ve recoiled from the idea of participating in this parade.
"I Don’t Know How You Do It!" It’s one of the most alienating comments I know. People think they sound compassionate when the say it, but they do not. They think they are conveying admiration, but they are not.
Every parent admitted that his or her child eats lunch in the hallway. Alone.