Florin PopaWe followed a sunlit river valley coiling among hills. We crossed the river keeping our balance on unstable wet rocks. We rested in full sunshine listening to invisible birds singing from all directions. We froze on our path seeing a big mama boar leading her piglets, all lined up behind her, into the forest. I prepared sandwiches for both of us. We lied down on a bed of rocks perfectly sculpted by water over centuries.
Close, so far away - Autism Stories
The end of the day “And now sleep Dad”. This is how he tells me he wants to go to bed and wants me to tuck him in. There’s nothing random about the next five minutes or so. Everything is scripted and the steps are always the same. He waits for me with the lights […]