Jaime Ramos

Support, Love, Friendship

Being a parent to an autistic child can be lonely and isolating. When I’m somewhere with Johnny, all my attention is on him. Off in a corner just him and I. Even when I’m in social situations on my own, it’s lonely because most people cannot relate. Or maybe it’s because I can’t relate. MyContinue reading “Support, Love, Friendship”

Before We Knew

Pictures, pictures, and more pictures. I’ve been taking pictures since I was nine and my parents bought me a camera for my birthday. This was before smartphones and the craze of capturing every moment. I love it. Sometimes after the exhausting bedtime routine I lay in bed and stare at pictures of my kids. Yes,Continue reading “Before We Knew”

You Need to Calm Down

Yesterday I decided we needed to get out for one last summer weekend. Take a chance with masks, and take a chance with the world. Going out is never simple. Johnny’s mood, my mood, his little sister’s mood, are all factors. Johnny is the hardest, he finds the world hard. It’s uncomfortable and unpredictable. WeContinue reading “You Need to Calm Down”

Goodbye Normal

Normal. Such a funny thing. When I say our life is not, I’ll hear back “Who really is normal?” or “What is normal?”. I get everyone is different but when it comes down it, there is a such thing as normal. In some ways we are normal, but in many ways not and haven’t beenContinue reading “Goodbye Normal”

Johnny

My Johnny is sweet. He is silly. He is moody. He is love. He’s autistic. He’s the best little boy. Sometimes, I wish we could just hide from the world. The world is hard for everyone, but my guy has never truly been comfortable in it. Of course, hiding isn’t an option. I’ve come toContinue reading “Johnny”

The Water

Johnny has always loved the water. When he was a newborn he was so fussy. Crying all the time, but as soon as I would put him in the baby bath he would kicked, laugh, and smile. An instant fix until he got out. He was and is at home in the water. So comfortableContinue reading “The Water”