April 13, 2015

Someone Special Needs You

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Ed. Note: Someone Special Needs You (SSNY) is having their annual walk on Saturday June 6th from 9:00 to noon at Divine Park at The Lake at Spring Lake (park in train station at Warren and Railroad Ave, starting point at 5th and Warren Ave.) Here is information about the organization. We hope you join us!

Everyone needs a place to belong. And for my children, one of those places has been Someone Special Needs You.

I’ve written before about our participation in SSNY, from Easter Egg hunts to Halloween activities, as well as visits from Santa, and carnivals. Vince Scanelli and his wife Gina are the co-founders, and their mission is twofold. First, they provide a monthly arena where children of all ages and disabilities can convene to do crafts and various activities with high school buddies. These teens are carefully selected to pair with the children, and provide them with a wonderful opportunity for friendship. Justin has absolutely reveled in the experience over the eight years we’ve been attending the meetings, changing from a child who wanted nothing to do with crafts or teen-agers, to a boy who can’t wait to assemble a leprechaun and hug a pretty girl. He’s grown to love these nights, and in keeping with family tradition, I’ve brought Zachary too.

The second part of their mission includes the creation of a group home on a farm, a topic near and dear to my heart. SSNY has been afforded the gift of twelve acres of land in Colts Neck, and as soon as the “i’s” are dotted and the “t’s” are crossed, construction will begin. A friend of Vince’s who is a planner knew he wanted to do a farm, and he knew a builder who was involved with affordable housing. They then connected with New Horizons in Autism. SSNY needs about two million dollars to complete everything, but the property is ready, and has been donated by a large development called Overbrook Farms.

It will be a working farm for adults with autism, and will include several green-houses as well. Vince hopes to have sheep, chickens and alpacas in abundance (I admit, I had to google the latter, I need to brush up on my farm vocabulary.) He hopes to provide a safe and productive atmosphere within which a number of fortunate adults with autism can live and thrive, together.

The farm sits on twelve acres at the end of a cul-de-sac, has two barns, and it’s just beautiful. Vince says the farm will have ten beds, two wings for five adults each. Since it has the barns he hopes they will be able to do many different farming activities, raise alpacas, maybe have horses, and host events. Vince’s goal is for the adults to work the land. He’d love to see it provide jobs for the people who live there, and for people in the community to get involved as well.

SSNY is always on the look-out for new participants for their monthly sessions, and they meet the third Friday of the month at the Colts Neck Reformed Church, from 6:00 to 7:00 in the evening. They also greatly appreciate donations of any sort toward the creation of the group home. Trust me, it is a daunting task to bring this kind of wide-scale dream to fruition. As Vince and his wife are two of the kindest, most generous parents I have encountered on my New Jersey autism journey, I truly hope they succeed in reaching their goal.

Someone Special Needs You will be having their annual walk on Saturday June 6th in Spring Lake, from 9:00 AM to noon (please see above for details.) Please join us if you can. You can also donate by going to their website at http://www.ssny.org

The fundraising site for the walk is http://www.crowdrise.com/2015ssny Come create a team and walk!
Sponsorship opportunities are also available.

If you’re interested in attending the crafts sessions the next get-together is Friday, 4/17, at 6:00, and all families are more than welcome to attend. Hope to see you there!

Vincent Scanelli is the president of the non-profit Someone Special Needs You (SSNY), as well as the president of the Douglass Organization for Occupational and Related Educational Services, Inc. (DOORS) program at Rutgers University. He serves as Vice-President for Ride for Autism, a group home liaison for New Horizons in Autism, and as a Community Work Partner for the Monmouth County Chapter of the Arc of New Jersey. Vince is the owner of the Colts Neck Insurance Agency, and has twenty-five years of expertise in financial planning as well as specializing in special needs and estate planning. He has two daughters and an adult son on the autism spectrum.

Colts Neck Reformed Church
72 County Road 537 West
Colts Neck, NJ 07722

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April 6, 2015

Ten Ways to Reach Out to the Autism Community

Posted in AMT's Faves, Life's Little Moments, My Take on Autism tagged , , , , at 10:30 am by autismmommytherapist

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Eleven years ago, my eldest son Justin was diagnosed with moderate to severe autism. At the time I didn’t know any other families with autistic children other than the ones I’d had in my homeroom as a teacher, and those children were much older than my son. I didn’t know who to turn to for help in supplementing the scant eight hours of services Justin was receiving each month from Virginia’s Early Intervention. I had so many questions regarding the gluten-free diet, yet didn’t know whom to ask for advice. I knew I needed a place to vent, but wasn’t sure I’d find a support group to fit into, as several had turned me away because my son was not high-functioning. Even months after Justin’s developmental pediatrician told us the news, I was still scared at what the future held, overwhelmed, and alone.

It finally hit me one day that I used to be someone who helped others, but now for my son’s sake I needed to ask for help. Fortunately I turned to the autism community, and found a wealth of support, advice and resources.

Sometimes, the people I met even provided me with a much needed laugh (and wine.)

The autism community both online and in your “own backyard” can be instrumental in helping you surmount challenges, in giving you ideas, and in being a place where you can feel surrounded by people who “get it.” Here are some of my favorite ways to integrate into the community, because we all need a place where we feel we belong:

1) If you’re fortunate enough to live in a state which provides ample Early Intervention therapy hours for your child, reach out to your child’s therapists with any questions you have. I have two children on the spectrum, and their therapists have given me suggestions on developmental pediatricians, support groups, and much more. I often asked them to question their other clients for me regarding resources, and in doing so they provided me with a wealth of information. I found that even if they couldn’t answer my question, they knew who to ask.

2) If you’re looking for Applied Behavioral Analysis (ABA) providers for your child, try your local colleges or universities. Talk to the secretaries in the education department and ask if you can put up a flier, or have the professors mention the opportunity to their students. We acquired several of our therapists that way, and it was a win-win for all of us.

3) If you’re just beginning your journey with autism ask your Early Intervention coordinator about programs, services, and camps. We found out about several local autism organizations that way, as well as about a number of camps that turned out to be wonderful for our son.

4) If your child is already in school join your local SEPTA, or Special Education PTA. The parents in mine have been extremely helpful, plus they’ve provided an important sounding board for me over the years (and I’ve made friends!)

5) Check out the Autism Speaks website and Facebook page. Just their tool kits alone have helped me overcome many challenges with my kids both at home and in the community.

6) Reach out to different autism organizations and attend as many workshops as you can. Many are free, and along with the information provided you might make some great contacts.

7) Join a local support group. Reach out to local autism organizations and even to your child’s doctors to find one. They can be a great place (if the fit is right) to vent, celebrate your child’s accomplishments, and learn.

8) If you are looking for a social skills group for your child, try nearby psychologists and psychiatrists as well as local hospitals for suggestions.

9) If your child is still young ask your Early Intervention providers if they can recommend other moms with autistic children to whom they’ve delivered services in the past. I’m still friends with many of my kids’ providers (we spent so much time together after all,) and I’ve helped out a few parents over the years. I also met a few wonderful moms who were farther along than I was who turned out to be a great help.

10) You will undoubtedly have a number of people try to “set you up” with other autism parents, and I used to roll my eyes at times at peoples’ matchmaking. However, one of my dearest “autism mommy friends” is from my son’s hairdresser who wouldn’t let me leave her establishment until I’d spoken on the phone to her client. You just never know!


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April 2, 2015

World Autism Awareness Day

Posted in Life's Little Moments, My Take on Autism tagged , , , at 9:24 am by autismmommytherapist

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Today is World Autism Awareness Day, and this is the time of year I tend to take stock of the McCafferty clan, and also look back on past years to see what I’ve written about. In former years I’ve penned blogs about amazing autism advocates in our community, written about my eldest son’s burgeoning awareness in the world, and about moving from awareness to acceptance. Yet I realized as I look back at the last few years I’ve neglected someone.

My littlest love, to be exact.

Second grade has been a pivotal year for Zach, one in which he has become more aware both of autism’s limitations and its gifts. This year he has stood up for himself and staunchly denied that autism is a “boo-boo on the brain” to a fellow sibling autism support group friend. He has used autism as an excuse to get out of homework (he was denied.) He has also made the connection that he is a great reader most likely due to autism, specifically the hyperlexia we believe he has, that enabled him to start reading at the tender age of three.

As with everything in life, there’s the yin, and there’s the yang.

We told Zach he had a little autism (compared to his older brother who has a lot) over a year ago, and for months afterwards I expected to have more dialogue with him about it. The truth is he’s only just begun asking questions about his life, which I won’t share here.

But it is abundantly clear that he is aware of his autism, and his differences.

I agonized over whether or not it was the right time to tell him a little over a year ago. But divulging my son’s disorder to him occurred when he asked me if he had autism too, and it seemed the perfect moment to discuss it. At the time we talked about the challenges and “bonuses” autism brought to him; the former of which makes it difficult to focus sometimes, the latter of which I believe has gifted him both with a superb memory for facts and of course his amazing reading abilities. Later that night he hugged and kissed me and went to sleep, business as usual, no more conversation required.

So far, he seems at peace with his diagnosis. My son is proud of who he is. And for his awareness, and most importantly, his acceptance, I am eternally grateful.

 

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March 24, 2015

Transition

Posted in My Take on Autism tagged , , , , at 2:54 pm by autismmommytherapist

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It rests precariously on the edge of the countertop, the brightly colored flyer proclaiming “Transition!” in bold letters, urging me to read it and ignore the dinner I’m supposed to be preparing. I toss it into a pile I actually have a prayer of looking at later and return to my prep for potato-chip chicken (I know, worst mom ever, but it’s delish!) I have more mundane matters to attend to right now, like trying to remember where I put the ketchup when I began this endeavor. It will be hours before I return to this invitation, but return to it I will.

My son is almost twelve, will be officially “in transition” in two years. For a planner like me, I know I have to read that paper.

This is not the first missive I’ve received either through the mail or electronically on this topic, but until today I’ve either ignored the emails or tossed the info, deeming it too soon to delve into this arena of Justin’s impending life that I admit I find completely intimidating. I know it’s still early, and that I have wonderful resources at my disposal.

Justin is in an exemplary private school for autism, and I’ve been assured they will do whatever they can to make certain my son is engaged in some productive activity after he graduates at twenty-one. I have friends with adult children who have already passed that “legal to drink” mark, and I know they’ll help me the best they can. There are also a myriad of agencies in New Jersey with fabulous workshops for me to attend in the future, all of which I’m sure will guide me well. But the real conundrum for me is a question only Justin can answer, and I’m not sure he’ll be able

to do so.

What does my boy want to do with his life?

The truth is college, career, and independent living are not in the cards for my son. He can nod “yes” or “no” to uncomplicated questions, and make simple requests on his iPad for items he wants. At some point however I’m going to want his input, and I just don’t think I’ll get it, although I never truly thought he’d speak and at age eleven he now has a few words. I do have a dream for him- that he’ll live on a farm, work the land a few hours a day in some capacity, and have access to horses for frequent riding.

But honestly, I really have no idea if this is what he wants to do. His main activities to date are playing DVDs on his player, engaging in some computer games, and occasionally watching a movie with his mom and brother. He likes a brief daily outing, but mostly he likes to be at home, and by home I mean inside the confines of our house.

Lately, as I’ve been talking to friends in a similar boat, it’s struck me that I will probably be making all the decisions regarding the last sixty years of his life for him. It’s a huge responsibility, one I hope I get right.

As I write my thoughts it also strikes me that I will have to figure out a balance for him, a life comprised of work he may not want to do, coupled with his leisure pastimes which he would engage in all day if we let him. I take a deep breath as I put that mimeographed missive in the “done” pile and walk away, realizing it really is too soon to plan.

The autism landscape is thankfully changing quickly. I simply cannot anticipate what Justin’s options will be in nine years, and more importantly, I can’t know what Justin himself will be like in less than a decade. All I can do is continue to do my best by him, and hope.

And I’m going to hope too that somehow, in his way, he’ll let me know if he’s happy.

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March 17, 2015

My Birthday Boy

Posted in Fun Stuff, Life's Little Moments, My Take on Autism tagged , , at 11:38 am by autismmommytherapist

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To Zach, my dear, beautiful boy,

Just a short time ago you turned eight (and it seems a short time ago you were still in diapers.) As is the McCafferty custom you had no less than four birthday parties (your mother believes everyone should have a birthday month,) and you enjoyed all of them thoroughly. You’ve grown into such a wonderful “medium boy,” as you like to say.

And your father and I couldn’t be more proud.

We’re proud of your kindness and generosity of spirit.

We’re proud of how you share your challenges and triumphs with Justin even though he doesn’t respond in words.

We’re proud of how hard you work in school (even when you don’t always want to.)

We’re proud of how you stand up for yourself, telling others your autism is not a “boo-boo on the brain,” but a different way of thinking.

We’re proud of how hard you work in your after-school activities.

We’re proud of how you’re always at your brother’s side to help him when he needs it.

We’re proud of your sense of humor and killer knock-knock jokes (you got those from your dad.)

We’re proud of your wish to right the injustices of the world (and your fearlessness in doing so.)

But mostly, we’re proud of your heart full of love, and so grateful you’re ours.

We love you, happy birthday sweet boy!


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March 9, 2015

Wanting More

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He brushes by me, my eldest son, swatting away the proffered riding helmet held in my outstretched hand. He is singular in his intent, striding over to the woman in the corner with a smile that’s taken over his entire face.

I watch, mesmerized, as my son purposefully approaches a stranger, an action so alien to him my breath catches in my throat.

He pauses in front of her, gazes deeply into her eyes, and rests his head on her chest. I watch as his arm encircles her waist.

She is charmed I can see, only breaks the connection when her adult daughter comes back into the waiting area and slips her arm around her mom.

Justin takes a step back, then emits a loud “eee” as he grabs each of their outer arms with one of his hands.

He smiles ebulliently and looks back and forth into their eyes, communicating his joy at his upcoming horseback riding lesson with every inch of his being.

I am still, watching this new milestone unfold. My son, who is severely autistic and mostly non-verbal, has drawn two people he doesn’t know into his coveted inner circle as I watch in wonder. All too soon the spell is broken, with the women moving on and Justin searching for juice. We move on to our own car, the two of us. I am touched by this exchange, but left wanting more.

I am left wanting so much more.

Not for the first time nor for the last time am I left wondering what is going on in that beautiful brain.

I know until the end of my days I will be left wanting to know his thoughts, his fears, his joys. I’m grateful for what he can express. I’m grateful for what we “just get” without him having to say a word.

But just once I’d like a sentence, a phrase, a sentiment expressed in words or typed.

I want more. It is a wish I keep hidden away, often too painful to contemplate.

He turns and kisses me as he enters the car, his smile sweetening the moment.

And I wonder, as I rev the engine to life, if I will ever get my wish.


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March 2, 2015

Never Give Up

Posted in AMT's Faves, Life's Little Moments, My Take on Autism tagged , , , at 3:01 pm by autismmommytherapist

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A few weeks ago I posted a piece called “Love Letter to my Autistic Son for When I’m Gone” on the Autism Speaks website. It clearly resonated with many people, and I read every single comment on their website and Facebook page, and responded to as many as I could. The comments were both lovely, and in some instances, heartbreaking.

Many recounted their fears of what their son’s or daughter’s life would be like when they were elderly, and they themselves had passed away. One comment I read in the myriad places I posted the piece stuck out to me in particular the day the piece went “viral.” In it, the reader blessed me. Then she intimated that perhaps my son’s fate would differ from what I imagined it would be, that perhaps one day he would become more independent than I thought, which to my mind equated to “don’t give up.” I let her words roll around in my brain for a while as I tried to construct a response. Eventually, I quit.

The truth is my son is almost twelve years old. He has two words he uses independently, namely “popcorn” and “mama,” and sometimes to acquire those things he uses means other than words. He still needs help with toileting, and minimal assistance with dressing and grooming. He is one of the lights of my life, but he yet requires the almost constant supervision he needed as an infant and toddler.

One day when his father and I are gone, unless he lives with his brother, he will be in the care of people not yet born. He will never live independently.

And to me, accepting this does not mean giving up.

Eleven years ago when he was first diagnosed with autism, I completely wanted an independent outcome for him. At the time I lived in a state that only offered us eight hours of Early Intervention a month rather than the one hundred and twenty studies showed he needed if we were to attain the holy grail of independence. For almost a year-and-a-half we labored together, me and my small son, as I desperately attempted to elicit sounds from my seventeen-month-old, then two-year-old, then child approaching three. I still read those “What to Expect” books and religiously studied their milestones, often feeling despair at how much he’d fallen behind.

I don’t remember when I finally realized he wouldn’t be one of those kids who shed his diagnosis or moved to the milder end of the spectrum. It was more of a gentle dawning for me, a realization that marriage, college, and independent living were not in the cards for my eldest boy. I know I grieved for those choices he would never have, but even then I acknowledged that these were life choices I had needed to be happy. My boy didn’t. This realization helped me shelved my grief and move on to accepting his probable life trajectory- school until he turned twenty-one, hopefully some sort of meaningful employment, and a life spent living with constant support.

And I realized that shedding these more “typical” dreams is not giving up. Instead, I’m being realistic about my son’s future, and planning for it in the best way possible.

I understand what the woman in the comment probably meant. I don’t know exactly what the future holds for my child- none of us does. But the best gift I can give to him is to value him for what he can do, and plan to put the appropriate supports in place as best I can. I will always regret that I won’t be here to see him draw his last breath. In my fantasy world I live to be one hundred and twenty, and Justin passes at eighty-four, with me holding his hand as he is ushered into the great unknown.

It’s good to have goals.

Control freak that I am, I can’t make that happen. But what I can do is accept what lies before him, and try to construct for him the best life possible. A life where he remains the joyful, ebullient soul that he is. A life where he is productive, and safe. A life where he is loved the way he deserves.

A life that never means giving up.

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February 24, 2015

A Great IEP Meeting

Posted in AMT's Faves, Fun Stuff, Life's Little Moments, My Take on Autism tagged , , , , at 12:46 pm by autismmommytherapist

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Last week I had a wonderful IEP meeting. I’m sure that some of you who are reading this may now be on your way to consume large amounts of chocolate (or something much stronger) as you envision you own child’s IEP meetings.

If it helps at all, I’ve been there too.

But recently I got the chance to sit down with Zach’s teachers (both classroom and special education,) his speech therapist, and his case manager to get the low-down on how my son’s doing in school. Academics were discussed (he is on or above grade level in everything- the fact that so far he hasn’t struggled academically is something I’m grateful for every day.)

He’s made strides socially and behaviorally, although these are areas we will continue to work on collectively. And finally, he’s happy, which for me is one of the most important things anyone can tell me in a child study team meeting. The overall assessment was that for the third year in a row Zach is doing beautifully in an inclusion setting, with a half day of support from a special education teacher when he needs it.

But the most important thing I took away from this meeting, something I’ve known since September, is that the staff who care for him truly like and “get” my boy.

There were tales told, like how my child wrote a letter of protest to the principal about how outdoor recess should be reinstated even when it’s -92 degrees, for which he was allowed to petition the principal personally. There was an unrelated missive that landed on his teacher’s desk regarding seat changes in which the word “injustice” was used (the team thinks he’d make a good lawyer.) There was discussion about how he tried to use conflict resolution tactics with classmates even when the dispute was none of his business (we’ll have to work on that one.)

But what really struck me from the meeting was how much the professionals in Zach’s life don’t just permit his unique world views to be expressed- they foster them. These women truly enjoy my son.

And he knows it.

I told Zach he was autistic when he was six year old. I waited until he asked, which one night eventually he did. I had hoped my husband would be there for “the talk,” but he wasn’t, so we forged ahead together. I told him how autism had given him the ability read at an early age, and was probably why he was so good at building things. We discussed how his autism made him unique and special, and was a reason for him to be proud of himself. I asked him if he had any questions.

He smiled, then hugged me and asked for pretzels.

And that’s the key for Zach, or for any child. They all need their unique and wonderful traits to be recognized, encouraged, and praised. Fortunately Zach has found such a haven for five straight years now, and in large part because of it, he is thriving.

There are not words to express how grateful I am.

All I can say is thank you.

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February 16, 2015

Nine Ways to Help Someone Whose Child Has Been Diagnosed with Autism

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A little over ten years ago our eldest son was diagnosed with moderate to severe autism, and my world (and my husband’s) changed irrevocably. We were what I like to call “mature parents” when we had Justin, convinced we were ahead of the curve because we’d watched so many of our friends parent before us.

We were so wrong.

Autism completely through us for a loop, and even though we’d had suspicions that something was different about ours son’s neurology for almost a year prior to his diagnosis, it still hit us hard. We wondered if he’d ever talk (he’s started to.) We wondered if we’d ever sleep again (he does and we do!) We wondered if we could afford this (that’s still a work in progress.) In our few frivolous moments we wondered if we’d ever have a social life again.

We do. Sort of.

When I look a decade back I realize that my husband Jeff and I did a lot of things right, but the one thing we got completely wrong was acting like we were handling everything while initially we were completely falling apart.

Autism thankfully is not life-ending, but at least for us it was “way-of-life” ending. Our world completely changed from playdates to therapy, from trips to Starbucks to doctor appointments. We needed help.

And we didn’t really ask for it.

I recently had a friend ask me what she could do for a friend whose son was recently diagnosed, and so I told her the things I wished I’d asked a decade ago. I hope these suggestions are helpful for anyone wanting to come to the aid of a family member or friend whose child just received an ASD diagnosis.

1) Ask your friend what she needs. Even if she says “nothing,” keep asking. She may be so overwhelmed she might need some time to figure out what you can actually do for her.

2) If you think you can handle it, offer to babysit. Your friend will still need to get a mammogram even though her child has autism. Offer to cover for her.

3) One of the toughest things I had to accept about autism at least in the early days was that everything I thought we’d do for fun was work. Offer to go to the park or some other outing just to act as a pair of extra hands. It’s a relief to know someone else is there to help.

4) Just listen to your friend, don’t give advice. You know even less than she does about autism. Let her vent.

5) This is a big one- offer to go to appointments with her and act as her scribe. Many times there’s months of waiting for an appointment with a developmental pediatrician or other autism professional, and parents want to make the most of these visits. This is hard to do if they are chasing down their child. Ask if you can go with her and either help out with the child or take notes for her.

6) The days after a diagnosis can seem very bleak for some families. Ask if she’d prefer you tell mutual friends for her. It’s one less thing for her to do or worry about.

7) If you’re a family member or friend who can help out financially, offer to do so, then offer again. Autism can be really, really expensive. Every little bit helps.

8) This may be the most important one- take your friend out for dinner, or a movie, or treat her to a massage, anything that gets her out of the house. She’ll need a break (well, many.)

9) Last but not least, I said it in number one- keep offering help, keep offering help, keep offering help.


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February 9, 2015

Brick SEPTA Meeting

Posted in My Take on Autism tagged , , , , at 2:20 pm by autismmommytherapist

This December I had the opportunity to attend the Brick Special Education PTA’s 10th anniversary “Meet and Greet.” It is an event which included various organizations devoted to helping those with special needs, a visit from Mayor Ducey, and a strong turn-out from parents, teachers, and administrators alike.

It also holds multiple raffles just for attending, and I win something cool every year (and trust me, I never win anything.)

I’m writing today about SEPTA in part to praise its president, Brenda Calderone (and the board too,) for putting together such a wonderful evening. I’m also writing about it to urge all parents of special needs students, whether they have a full-fledged IEP or just a 504, to get involved in the organization.

I began attending meetings in 2006 when SEPTA was just two years old, and my eldest son with severe autism was only three. I remember feeling so generally overwhelmed at the time, as we had just moved to Jersey from Washington, DC a few months earlier, and I had yet to really connect with any other parents. I recall knowing I’d found a safe haven when after the first meeting I attended Mary Tara Wurmser, SEPTA’s past president, came up to me afterwards with a welcome and an offer to help if I needed anything.

Since then I’ve met many helpful people through SEPTA, and those connections have been invaluable in helping both of my autistic sons.

SEPTA runs several fabulous events, including an annual Easter Egg Hunt, and Halloween Fest which my boys particularly love. While these events are wonderful, the best part of SEPTA is the opportunity to feel a part of a community, to know that help is not far away. I strongly encourage any parents of special needs children in Brick to consider joining (the membership fee is only $6.50 per person, a steal) and also consider attending their next meeting, which will be held on 2/24 at 7:00 PM at Civic Plaza, 270 Chambers Bridge Road (right corner of the strip mall.)

I hope to see all of you there, and thanks!

SEPTA Facebook page: Brick Township Special Education PTA (SEPTA)
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