Public Ponder

My Autistic Son’s Obsession With Asking Where People Are From

My son Diego and I were getting off the chairlift at a ski resort outside Salt Lake City when I felt a pull on my jacket, followed by a snap. A moment later, I heard a voice behind me. “Your gloves,” ...Read More →

Naked and Dancing

Following a visit to the Botero Museum in Bogotá with my 31-year-old autistic son, I was curious to know what he made of the plush ladies Botero liked to paint and sculpt. “So, Diego,” I said, “What...Read More →

What a Micro Bikini and 20 Piercings Taught Me

I was walking at the beach recently when two women knee-deep in the water caught my attention. Their backs toward me, one wore a one-piece bathing suit, while the other was NAKED! At least that’s what...Read More →

Expectations: Celebrating My Son’s Progress—Then Foolishly Grieving Its Limits

My son Diego, who’s autistic and intellectually disabled, was 31 when I heard him engage in his best phone exchange ever. “Diego, I think you need to get a haircut this week,” I said to him one Monday...Read More →

Normal: The Day My Autistic Son Prayed About Underwear

One recent Saturday morning, I drove my 31-year-old autistic son Diego to a park for his group run with Achilles, an organization that promotes running for people with disabilities. As we walked toward...Read More →

Autism, Airplanes and Acts of Kindness

Sometimes I want to quit society and go live in Tristan da Cunha. Why? Because it’s the remotest island in the world, the farthest one from any continent. There, I wouldn’t be assaulted with paperwork...Read More →