When a system forgets compassion, family steps in. I didn’t set out to be an activist — I just couldn’t stay home knowing a boy with autism was alone, scared, and misunderstood. So I show up. Sometimes it’s just me, sometimes one other person. But love shows up anyway. That’s what it means to show up like family.
These entries began on Buy Me a Coffee and now have a home on my personal website.
The Noah Chronicles began on Buy Me A Coffee and act as a breadcrumb trail of our Autism Journey as a family.
These entries started on Buy Me A Coffee and have now been migrated to my personal website. buymeacoffee.com/heyheyitsrae/noah-made-friend
Sometimes I write when I’m falling short. Sometimes I write when I’m working through something. Sometimes it might sound like a poem...