It’s my personal opinion that one of the most difficult aspects of being a mother to an autistic child is that other people have no idea what exactly to say to you. Much worse, people tend to revert to “I’m sorry.”
“Sorry?” Nobody passed away. This isn’t an ending, it’s a beginning. My son has a condition that can be treated. His brain doesn’t work the same way as “normal” people’s, that’s all. What’s “normal” nowadays anyway? I have no desire to change my child. Improve his quality of life through the therapies he needs, yes. Change? No. It’s okay to not know what to say to me, just please don’t apologize. It tends to be one of the few things that hurts my feelings anymore.