My brother Bill is 39 years old today and we intend to celebrate the hell out of that!
39 years of keeping shit real…defying to odds…teaching people that there are more that a few ways to communicate…and charming soda pop out of unsuspecting victims.
39 years outside of an institution…in the community…making friends, having roommates and roommate drama and building a life.
39 years of being a damn good older brother…of forgiving me my selfishness and failings even before I forgive myself.
39 years of therapy and treatments, medications and then behavior modifications, nastified diets and strange as hell food restrictions.
39 years of people staring…of children laughing and strangers not understanding...of others knowing or just not caring…of smelling people’s hair and then asking forgiveness through that mega watt smile.
Born before autism was a 1 in 150 diagnosis or celebrities wrote best sellers…raised back when mothers were still thought to be to blame and people didn’t shy from saying that shit…reared in a world that was anything but understanding or supportive.
39 years of living life as a person…not a cure that didn’t happen or a treatment that failed to work.
And today we celebrate Bill and all that he is.
Go on with your bad ass soda pop adoring, French fry consuming, funky music enjoying self!
Go on, Bill!
And happy birthday, damn it (wink)…you are the gift that just keeps giving.
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