As an autism Mom, I thought about how different the day would be if the First Lady had a child with autism. Here's one scenario:
The First Lady is holding her child's hand tightly as they walk toward their seats, her smile tempered by the interference from her autismometer, the scanning system she uses at all times to gauge her child's mood, temperment, ability to manage the input and to anticipate a meltdown. In her other hand she holds a metal ring on which hang dozens of plastic cards with simple pictures and words. It's an odd accessory.
The boy is wearing a pair of bulky, Bose noise canceling headphones to help him tune out the roar of the crowd. His eyes are cast down to the floorboards.
The lines laid out before him capture his attention. He stops. He sits down.
A brief look of panic crosses his mother's face. She erases it. Then gently, lovingly signs, "stand up."
If you had an opportunity to tell/ask/beg/cajole/berate (choose your own verb) POTUS about what your child, your American family needs during the next four years - what would you say? Leave a comment.