08/31/2026
Today was O.’s first day of school here in Minneapolis, and wow, I was nervous!
After dealing with major school refusal last semester and spending the summer recovering, there has been so much uncertainty. Wondering whether he would be ready, whether he would actually go today, how he would feel, and whether he could rise to the challenge.
We’ve worked so hard together this summer—building his identity as an autistic and PDA kid, understanding his nervous system, bouncing back from setbacks, and gently processing school trauma. I spent the last few months supporting him 1:1: finding therapeutic sensory activities, moving away from default screen time, and leaning into climbing, swimming, creating, heavy work, reading, and deep dives into his passions like plumbing and drainage systems.
Today he showed up, and he was so brave. I'm proud of him. I don't know what the days and weeks ahead hold, but just what he did today is huge.