I saw this T shirt in the Men's department at WalMart. Autism Awareness has become a joke of cheap, China made T-shirts that belittle the reality of the diagnosis from the most profound non-speaking person to the guy or gal who can not find a job or a lover or friends. Everyone suffers, even the #ActuallyAutistic "Nothing about us without us" crowd.
Is your loved one dancing to a different beat? Waltz? Samba? Hip Hop? Disco? Which beat does your funky giraffe like best? In my house, my 27 year old likes the Sesame Street beat, circa 1997. My 25 year old likes the Nick Jr beat. And my 21 year old likes the beat that Mardi Gras beads make as she shakes them over and over.
Having seen the world plunged into something a lot like autism in the last two years, my faith in real change from the top is long gone. Autism is so 2010, it's passe. There's a new kid in town. The department of Health and Human Services flew a purplish flag supporting trans teens this week.
Parents are going to have to dig back into the well of creativity and hard work to craft an adult life for our kids. I'd better get busy, I have a lot to do before I dance off to my grave.