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Sometimes I feel like Liam takes up at least 90% of my brain function. The rest is reserved for the rudimentary necessities of life — the lizard brain, as it were — and just enough to get by at work (forget creative endeavors lately… that’s a hoot). I worry about him ceaselessly, and it doesn’t help that mainstream media has a way of playing to those fears with their portrayal of high functioning autistic kids. Even though the last week has been a triumph, it’s also been at the long tail of a rather frenzied few years. And really, there isn’t much of an end in sight.

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