Nine year old Amir (not his real name) was the light of my life for my first two years in the real world of jobs and independent living after high school. Working as his school resource worker/classroom aid, he'd turn those giant brown eyes and cleverly mischievous grin on me, winning me over again and again. Amir was my introduction to the puzzling and enchanting world of Autism. So distant. So close. He was a perplexing joy. Continue reading "Autism Awareness Month" →