That smile says it all..... I spend a lot of time watching Asaf. It’s fascinating to see him drift in and out of what I call his autistic...

The relationship between Maya and Asaf is one of the most beautiful, profound, and transformative connections I have witnessed. It is a...

As parents we make countless decisions for our children, always hoping we’re choosing what’s best. But what happens when we later realize...

One of the many moments of happiness captured on camera this week. Bringing Asaf home was all I could think about for months. I was so...

Friendship is often defined by words—shared conversations, exchanged thoughts, and spoken expressions of care. But what does friendship...

Twenty-four years ago, I gave birth to my son, Asaf, a beautiful, mysterious child whose world I was never quite able to fully access....

Embracing the Storm - Sdot Yam A recent conversation made me realize something I’ve been struggling with: my focus on Asaf’s challenges...

Gan Hashlosha Parenting a child with special needs is a journey filled with love, devotion, and countless challenges. This past week,...

The smile that says it all. On Friday Asaf came home. After three and a half years of living in a hostel, he is now back with us, and it...

It’s 3 a.m., and I’m wide awake. I’m sure many of you know the feeling well. You wake up with a jolt, and before you have time to calm...

After Asaf’s last hospitalization, I took part in his typing session the next day. After he shared how much better he was feeling, I...

Asaf was meticulous in ensuring we understood how miserable he was in the hostel. In nearly every session, I would open the document and...

Asaf started losing weight in the hostel about six months after he moved in. At first, his weight loss was subtle and hard to pinpoint. I...

For years, I had built a world of beliefs around Asaf thinking I understood his needs and his happiness. Then everything I had convinced...

Throughout my 24 years of parenting Asaf, I’d never had a conversation with him.Stop and think for a second about what that actually...

Three years ago, after Asaf completed school at 21, I was lost. What now? School had been an incubator, a safe framework that provided...

Over the years of raising Asaf, I clung tightly to the belief that one day he would open his mouth and call me “Mum.” It was a hope I...

Before I began writing this blog, I asked Asaf for his permission to share his words and feelings. It’s something I now realize is...

The words Asaf wrote for Maya for her 18th Birthday. I enjoy our talks, a flower for you. Before I share our mind-blowing, phenomenal...

I’ve come to realize — it’s time. Time to open my mouth, my mind, and my heart to share with you the incredible roller-coaster journey...