Welcome back to the blog with multiple personality disorder! Yesterday, I mused about barf. Today, I'm pondering Max's future.
I just read an article about a father with a twentysomething son who has autism. The dad decided to start a business called Men With Mops, a cleaning and odd-jobs service staffed with autistic adults who attend a center with his son. Staffers make $7.25 an hour wiping down bathrooms, doing yardwork and running errands for local homes and businesses.
I thought it was amazing that this man had helped find work for these men.
I was haunted by a comment a client made in the piece. "They're diligent in their dusting," the woman gushed.
Diligent in their dusting.
Diligent in their dusting.
Diligent in their dusting.
Is this what adulthood might hold for Max? He'll be a diligent duster?
Thinking like this does me no good—that, I know. Max is also just six. Yes, he has big challenges and obstacles to overcome, but he has time.
Sometimes, though, I just can't help having a little freakout about his future.
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