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Commencement

 

This post is by Liane Kupferberg Carter a mother of two adult sons, one of whom has autism and epilepsy. Liane is a journalist whose articles and essays have appeared in more than 40 publications. As a community activist, she has worked with both national and local organizations. 

It originally appeared in autismafter16.com. Autism After 16 is a website dedicated to providing information and analysis of adult autism issues. You can read the original post here.

 

As soon as I heard the solemn strains of “Pomp and Circumstance” I was a puddle.

Luckily, the school principal, Cindy, had already taken the precaution of passing out boxes of tissues just before the ceremony. Amidst applause and tears, we watched as the graduates in green caps and gowns marched into the gym. Our son Mickey was graduating from the transition class he’d been attending the last year and a half.

Mickey’s teacher, Jackie, had alerted us that he’d written a graduation speech. “There is no pressure for him to read it if he decides last minute that he does not want to,” she’d said. “He’s told me he wants to wear regular clothes under his cap and gown, so it’s up to you if you want him to change. This is a stress-free event!”

Oh, but not for me.

This was the culmination of everything my husband Marc and I have worked long and fought hard for. Thousands of hours of therapy that began when Mickey was only 19 months old. Not knowing in those early years if he would ever learn to speak. Struggling for coverage with insurance companies. Fighting for services with the school district. Navigating medical crises. Years filled with fears and tears, but joy and pride too, for Mickey’s many hard won accomplishments.

Jackie had prepared personal remarks for each of her graduating students. “Mickey has been my biggest comedian in all my years of teaching,” she told the audience. “Every day he arrives into school making jokes and pretending to be various characters—if we let him I bet he would spend the entire day acting silly and making silly remarks.” She described skills mastered; friendships maintained. “I am going to miss Mickey,” she said, “but I will be happy for him, too. I know he is going to be a success at whatever he chooses to do, because he already is.”

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