I have no intentions of spouting off about numbers or statistics, or which societies help promote awareness better than the other.
What I do intend on doing is telling you about Will,
telling you how much he blesses our home and how, although autism was never something I wished on our lives, it has turned out to be exactly what our family needed to bring us closer to our faith then we ever imagined.
And, how can we look at that as anything but
God’s amazing Grace?
While I long for scientists to discover what is causing autism and a way to break through Will’s barriers,
I will never, not one single moment, spend another moment filled with regret or sorrow.
Will has autism.
Autism does not have Will.
There is nothing to regret.
His life is beautiful.
His life is rich.
His life is just as God planned.
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