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You May Have Seen Him Today

Wednesday, January 02, 2019 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)

You may have seen him today. Or, at least, a rendition of him. The little boy with the funny gait. Loping amidst a crowded beach, impervious to personal space, a stomper of castles and thieve of shovels. You may have seen him today. Or maybe, for you, it was a woman, clinging to the hand of her sister or mother, waiting expectantly for her flight. Or maybe, if like me, it was the young man, a glimpse of my own son in twenty years, who lay on the cool of the tile in the shade ..

The Youngest

Saturday, December 29, 2018 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)

Tonight, joy made me weep. We walked, after dinner, past the school, towards the park. Two traversed the narrow wall. One rode the scooter. And the youngest? He ran freely, in bare feet, on the once pink sidewalk. At five, he trails behind his siblings. Bikes elude him and he’s just learning the art of going potty. When he learned to walk at almost two, I said a prayer of thanksgiving. This child, the one with autism and extra special needs, has so many character traits. ..

Finding His Groove

Saturday, December 29, 2018 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)

All day, he’s struggled to get his groove. For most of us, vacation is a welcome respite. But, not all. Special needs don’t go on vacation and I mean that in more ways than one. Home is safe and predictable. Vacation is a vast unknown. Beach, pool, iPad, phone, trucks and trains, none lasting longer than a bandaid in water. But then, on our sweaty walk home, these rocks beckoned him. We stayed for quite a long while, which with Amos, means thirty or so minutes. He clim ..

THAT Family

Thursday, December 27, 2018 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)

In the airport today, we were THAT family, the one with the parcel of children, three well-behaved and one not. He put on quite a show, wreaked havoc at the gate and to put it lightly, caused a great big scene. I love our family, but it’s not always easy being us. It’s not always a joy, belonging to him. Five year old Amos is the youngest and though his older brother whizzed by on a scooter, Amos was strapped unwittingly into a jogging stroller. Most of the time, h ..

The Christmas Pagent

Sunday, December 16, 2018 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)

The pageant is today and I have the sheep with autism. I woke up worrying, worrying and praying that five year old Amos would participate and not make a big scene. Please, don’t tell me that it’s fine and no one minds if he’s destructive or has a big fit because the phone doesn’t play railway vehicles. You see, I mind. I long for him to be included, but not because it’s the right thing to do. Inclusion is such a tricky thing because it’s not just the being a part of ..

Axel's Dad

Tuesday, December 11, 2018 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)

I only know him as Axel’s dad. Axel, the boy on my son’s middle school soccer team. We wave, smile, make small talk as our families watch nail biting games on cold fields in eastern North Carolina. Last night, I saw a different side of Axel’s dad. A friend had invited our whole family to dinner and when my husband said he didn’t feel well, I headed out in the sleet to Mamasita's (https://www.facebook.com/Mamasitas2/?__tn__=K-R&eid=ARBZlgF21MF7ET9g3tH7dq1SAf62t8PEE4-GDa2MA ..

Amos the Sheep

Sunday, December 09, 2018 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)

To the Parent Who Wonders if Their Child Can Be in the Christmas Pageant It’s his turn. Our youngest son has come of age, though behavior doesn’t always abide by a number of years. Autism and extra special needs have built a five year old that isn’t nearly ready, mature enough, or well-behaved. If that day ever does come, it certainly won’t be in time for our Amos to play the role of a sheep in St Paul's (https://www.facebook.com/StPaulsEdentonNC/?__tn__=K-R&eid=ARAlgeI34FIK_87B ..

Mommy Here

Saturday, December 08, 2018 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)

There was a time that this child of mine did not speak. Not even two years ago, I wondered if words would ever be his. I knew his thoughts, but speech is a powerful thing. Not necessary for love, but does absence make the heart grow fonder? I’m not sure. I have always felt a fierceness when it comes to this small boy of mine and at five years old, he has found his voice. Not in the truest sense, but he’s learning that words have a place in the world, his world, and t ..

Best Day Ever

Monday, December 03, 2018 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)

Mondays are tricky. Alarms rouse grumpy folks from slumber, including me. Today is the best day ever. It’s not your circumstances that support that seemingly confident proclamation. It just is. We are alive and here and tackling life. A life that ain’t picture perfect or terribly easy. It involves kids and work and for me, a little person with special needs that detests getting his shoes on. It involves coffee and sweating and coaxing fruit loops into a person wallowing ..

To the School

Wednesday, June 20, 2018 Adrian H. Wood Comments (0)

Dear School, Ours is a special needs family. Next year scares me. I can’t imagine there’s a special needs parent that doesn’t feel that way. Why is it different for us? Well, I’ll tell you. My big three kids are going on to the next grade, regardless of what I do or say. There is no choice to be made unless we want to consider a different school all together or make a fuss in order to get a specific teacher. For those of us who have kids with special needs, ed ..

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You May Have Seen Him Today

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