Tribute to my dad
August 8, 2013 "Different" A young nurse approached me a few weeks ago looking for some advice. "Nicole, my son's pre-school teachers are worried about him. He is not as social as he needs to be, he keeps lining up objects, and he has a certain fascination with topics of his choosing. They want him tested for autism. Should I be concerned?" I asked her, "Is he happy?" She said, "Yes". I asked her, "Does he have friends?" "Yes," she said. "Is he functional?" "Yep", she said. "Then they need to relax," I told her. Let me tell you about my dad. My dad was often in a hurry, impatient and curt in his answers to us. I believe it was because he had a million ideas coursing through his brain and he had a hard time focusing. On the upswing, he had a million ideas coursing through his brain and we were the lucky recepients of his ideas! Like the zip-line, tree-house, trainset, race course and juke ...