I am the mother of an Autistic child in America. It took me years to speak those words without crumbling into tears. I now see past the tears and embrace my roll as the mother of my Michael. The sweet little Autistic boy who loves the color red and Santa Claus.
As parents we are teachers to our children. I have learned the most valuable lesson of all. My Autistic son is also a teacher. I now know that I am his student. Michael has taught me to look and to focus on details around me. It is the way I can relate to him. Color is all around us. I now understand what colors can truly mean to a person and how they have shaped our Michael.
I have learned to look at the colors of my life and embrace them. It has never been more clear and bright and until now it had no real meaning to me. It was just color. I took the colors of my life for granted.
I like anyone else gave little thought to Autism until it knocked at my front door one day, came in, and will be living with us forever.
This book is for those who have had this similar knock at their door. It is for those who only receive it as a visiting guest from time to time. It is also for those who know someone who is living with Autism. This is our story. The Color Red.
We received the knock at our door five and a half years ago. We are opening our doors to you. It is important for many living and dealing with Autism to know "what goes on behind closed doors" for a family living with Autism.
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