Sibling Week

There was a hashtag trending a few weeks ago celebrating Autism #SiblingWeek and I had messages asking me how i felt and how I coped as an Autism sibling. In my head, it’s unfair to blame the parents if a sibling is struggling to understand Autism – the parents have enough to deal with. And yes, they are

PS: Love?

Been watching ‘The Undateables’. For those of you who don’t know, the show it’s about people living with challenging conditions who are often considered ‘undateable’ – this series meets a few and follows their attempts to find love. It’s a great show to see what dates would be like without the social expectations of ‘playing hard

2014 in review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2014 annual report for this blog. Crunchy numbers A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 1,600 times in 2014. If it were a cable car, it would take about 27 trips to carry that many people. There were 77 pictures uploaded; that’s about

‘Tis the season

To remember the people we love that aren’t with us anymore; to appreciate the people that are here and love you; to recognise power of one day moving masses of people to do something nice for people around them; and to, instead, practice kindness, understanding and love for the rest of the year, rather than of

Christos’ clothes

Funny Fact: As you may have noticed, Chris is a big boy. So when he outgrows his clothes I usually take a few bits. They’re nice and comfy and big and also i like to have his things with me in the UK. He does not like this. When i was over there during Easter I

Thinking about the things you don’t think about: d) Restaurants vs Fun

The others: Restaurants are a luxury, they’re fun. You get to dress up, you get to choose what cuisine you want for dinner, hell if you’re feeling adventurous you try something new every time, you get to escape real life and make completely selfish and self-satisfying  choices. The end. Us: Restaurants inspire fear. The judgement,

A mothers voice

My mums contribution to the blog: Giving birth to a healthy boy, and watching him grow, standing up at the age of six months, starting to walk at the age of ten months, doing puzzles at the age of two, dancing and singing at the age of two and half, does not prepare you for

One Six

 Today is Chris’ birthday. He is 16 years old. SIXTEEN. When i went home recently I went through old pictures. I remember us dancing together at the same song repeatedly like it was yesterday. Switching off all the lights and running around in flashlights. Cuddling on the sofa and watching Lion King. Doing his language

I know you

I’m writing this for the families. I recognise you when I see you; in the street, at the shop, on the train, at a restaurant. I see you, I know you; we think the same even though we don’t live the same life and  I know you see me too. You live with autism: If