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After I kissed TJ goodbye when his grandma came to pick him up this morning, he said, “I love you, Mommy.”
No one told him to say it. He said it because he wanted to.
*melts*
That’s me: Christina Gleason. I’m a writer, editor, and disability advocate. I'm a multiply disabled autistic lady doing my best in this world built for abled people. I’m a geek for grammar, fantasy, and casual gaming. I hate vegetables. I cannot reliably speak, so I’ll happily conduct business over email or messaging instead.
