Happy Birthday, Lucas!
Dear Lucas,
I know you probably won’t ever read this. But I still needed to write it, because today you turned eighteen, and that means that you’re a “man” now.
My, how far we’ve traveled since the day you were born! You had such problems as an infant, I used to think that if we could just get you through that first year, we’d be okay.
Obviously, I was wrong! I think that first year was just to toughen us up for life in the world of autism.
I remember when they first evaluated you for school. They told us that your happy demeanor meant that people would always want to work with you, and they were right. Throughout your life, you have charmed teachers and others with that happy way about you.
You were so afraid of the world around you, a world filled with ugly noises, bright light and strange movement, none of which you understood.
At school, when things got too overwhelming for you, you crawled into a box and hid from the world. From the very beginning, you had to work harder than anyone I’ve ever known just to get through each day.
And now, after 18 years, just look at you! You’re able to make your way through most days without hurting yourself or others, because you usually understand what’s expected of you.

You share things with your Dad and I, from something funny you see on TV to what you did in Gym class at school.
You have a dog who you love and take care of, and who’s teaching you about empathy.
And while you’ll probably always have many things you need help with, you’ve come further than anyone ever dared to hope, and your Dad and I are proud to call you our son, and now our friend.
You are a delightful young man, and I’m so glad that God gave you to us.
Now, as you go forward into adulthood, I know you’ll continue to surprise us with your abilities, amuse us with your perspective, and bless us with your child-like view of the world and everything in it. For that, I thank you.
In spite of the struggles we’ve been through, and the ones that lie ahead (the first being a guardianship hearing and applying for Social Security benefits), I just wanted you to know that I’m very proud of you. You are my inspiration and one of my heroes.
Happy Birthday, Lucas!



About a thousand people came Saturday, some to run and some to walk. There were dogs, including Lucas’ dog, Dixie, and plenty of kids. 


Lucas really loves Dixie, and during the week he was home, Dixie started begging for food!