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The Night We Never Seem to End
Most evenings in our house follow the same rhythm. Dinner, a bit of TV, stories, a goodnight kiss, all the motions that should signal the end of the day. But for my daughter, bedtime isn’t an ending. It’s the start of a long, restless stretch of hours that neither of us can seem to tame. She’s autistic, and sleep has always been slippery for her. While the rest of the world powers down, she powers up. She’ll read under the covers, hum to herself, draw entire dream worlds in h
Oct 222 min read


Summer Memories Through a Father's Eyes: Reflections on Parenting an Autistic Child
The summer holidays: a time of year that, for most parents, is a cocktail of excitement and dread. On one hand, you look forward to more...
Aug 313 min read
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