If we were having coffee, I would be savoring the warmth of the beverage. I ran errands this morning wearing a light spring jacket over a t-shirt not realizing that winter was lingering. It’s snowing outside right now.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I dressed Philip in a red t-shirt today. My t-shirt was gray. If I’d known how cold it would be, I would have worn a red sweater.
If we were having coffee, you might wonder why I’m fixated on red today. April 2 is World Autism Awareness Day. As the mother of an autistic child, I’m all for giving:
a voice to the millions of individuals worldwide who are undiagnosed, misunderstood and looking for help. Please join us in our effort to inspire compassion, empowerment and hope.
Unfortunately, I’m not for organizations that take this opportunity to create fear, raise money to research a cure rather than fund services, and marginalize the very people that they claim to help.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I don’t “light it up blue” for autism. Blue is the color of a massive organization that wants you to pity my son. Blue is the color of normalcy, not neurodiversity. I’m going #RedInstead.
If we were having coffee, I’d explain that awareness is only good if the efforts aren’t demeaning. I don’t want you to be aware of the supposed “tragedy” of autism. I want you to accept my son, differences and all.
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you that I am not the best spokesperson for any of this but I support this movement. I’d give these links to learn more:
If we were having coffee, I’d stop talking now, before my coffee gets cold. After all, it’s snowing outside.
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