This morning Saqib, my firstborn, sent me flowers for Mother’s Day. My thoughts went back to the day he was born. I went through my treasure chest and found the letter I had written to my mother in Pakistan when I had been a mother for just 4 days, telling her what it felt like to become a mom, to give birth far away from home
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I remember the day you were born. My first grandchild. What a novelty! You were beautiful and cuddly. At age one, you were a happy child. At two, you were witty, expressive and as loving as a two-year-old could be. At three, you changed. The doctor said it was autism.
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