Thank God For Small Steps: The Makings of a Social Butterfly

My son just turned thirteen. He has been dreaming of being a teenager since he was about four. At four, he was diagnosed with a speech and learning disorder, which later turned into a diagnosis on the Autism spectrum.

Unsure what that meant, his father and I trudged ahead. My son was one of the most popular kids in school, yet he desired none of the attention. He preferred to be alone or in small groups. And let us not go to anywhere there was a large crowd. It just was not happening. Meltdowns ensued, and it took hours to help him soothe himself.

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