Oxygen Returns



Phone calls in the middle of school days
Holding my breath in between them
No invitations to birthday parties
Having to stay at soccer practice or he can't play
Spending the day in the principal's office
Begging him to use his words not his body
Other kids provoking him to get him in trouble
Not making it through a day of day camp
Teasing other kids because he has been teased
Talking about things that freak other kids out
Unwilling to read for 10 minutes
Saying he is no good and no one loves him
Coming home crying, "I had a bad day and I'm stupid!"
Leaving SSTs and IEPS in tears
Learning to breathe and count to 10
Walking to school and enjoying it
Making new friends
Understanding how to have conversations with peers
Principals & teachers who have his back and teach him to be kind because they are kind
Abandoning soccer and enjoying baseball
Kids like having him on their team
New families enjoy having him over, "He is polite and sweet"
His big sister likes having him around
Looking forward to IEPS and celebrating afterwards
Fairly easy transition to middle school
Sticking up for a friend who is bullied
Going to school conferences, "He is respectful of students and adults."
"He is a hard worker. He plays well with others at recess and lunch."
"He is good at reading out loud."
Not having to hear every little thing he does throughout the day
Now "no news is good news"
Exhaling after five years of waiting for the permission to do so.
He is ok, we are ok.





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  1. JulesTwistNovember 2, 2017 at 12:04 AM

    Omg.... big exhale and inhaling the beautiful, sweet air with you, my friend! You are all so beautiful. Love you!

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