"I was going through my son's Valentines from his class party at school and came across this one. It broke my heart, and then pieced it back together. ⁠ ⁠ Being neurodivergent in a world not made to adequately accept and support you is exhausting. Physically. Mentally. Spiritually. ⁠ ⁠ Like most parents, one of my main worries is that my child won't find a place to belong. To be seen and accepted. Neurodivergence adds a different dimension to this worry and compounds it. However, this Valentine's Day gives me hope. ⁠ ⁠ Hope that as I talk with my child about self-acceptance, another child is being taught about accepting others that are different from the neuro-majority. ⁠ ⁠ Hope that as I work with my child on self-regulation and making it right when his big feelings impact others, another child is learning that everyone's growth unfolds in their own time. ⁠ ⁠ Hope that there are other teachers like my child's that work tirelessly to create a welcoming and inclusive environment. ⁠ ⁠ Ho...