I read this book sort of by accident -- it was on the New shelf right near the checkout desk at the library and I remembered reading an excerpt in the NYT so I brought it home. These books about other people's trauma always make me feel guilty in two ways: one, that my life is so much easier than...
Even if your child is as normal as a bright day, was our life so far from your own experience? More intensive, perhaps; more extreme more often, yes. But was it really different in kind?We weren’t disability masochists. I met those people too, the parents of disabled children who seemed to relish...