family journal

I have never been one for confrontation. 

I am a people pleaser through and through, bending over backwards in hopes of never disappointing..striving to be a peace maker.

So when I read this essay and this one by incredible mamas who both have little boys on the spectrum I immediately panicked on my choice of words in the essay I wrote about how autism is not a label.

I mentioned my son was autistic. And since I love that boy more than air I obviously didn't mean any offense by it. 

But I worried. Should I edit it?  Was that offensive? Would they think that I was one of those Moms who felt so incredibly blessed and it was somehow way simpler for me then it was them? 

Then I remember hearing about a man in the blind community saying he would like to be referred to as blind man. Essentially putting his disability before himself.....and that is okay.

Sometimes being politically correct is exhausting. 

I wonder what I would be teaching my little Jett If I saw ....