Month: June 2017

Grandson Levi adores the outdoors. Camping lets him run and run and run. Cookie in mouth, he gladly and relentlessly traverses the same short path, back and forth. When he expresses excitement, he squeals with joy. It’s a delightful sound. He smiles a mile wide without warning. He has a passion for anything that is round—circles and the letter “O”. He craves being near and in water, flapping his hands in delight. I admire him because he is who he is without pretense. Through him, I, without autism, will learn to become more transparent.