1) Last week I fell and hurt myself pretty badly. Henry ran to me, kissed the place on my back I was holding, and began to cry.
2) Last night at bedtime Henry had an unexpected, don't-know-why, nuclear meltdown. This morning the first words he spoke to me were: "Mommy, I'm so sorry I got mad in my bed."
Moral of the story: Autism does not equal lack of feeling, compassion, or empathy.
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