Inthe city where palm trees sway and the sun salsa dances on the waves, an entire family is going to be diagnosed with autism spectrum disorder.
My wife, she’s the sunshine in our home, always with a smile. Our little girl is a bundle of joy with a giggle that lights up the Miami skyline. Then there’s our babyboy, a neurotypical little boy who loves to play with his dinosaurs at the beach. And I’m the dad with a heart for adventure and a soul for homemade popcorn.
One unforgettable morning, the sky painted in shades of gold, we all hopped into the family car. The air was thick with unease and a dash of nerves. Our destination? A place that would answer questions that had been whispering in our ears for a while.