Aren't we are all entitled to a bad day?

*Google's dictionary

• A feeling of deep distress caused by loss, disappointment, or other misfortune suffered by oneself or others

I have heard so many  people offer their sympathy for my child having autism. I ask you not to feel sorrow or mourn for me. I admit autism has changed my life, but not in a negative way (even with the daily struggles). I have a wonderful daughter which has made me re-evaluate my life. She has made me appreciate the smaller things, and made me learned not to take them for granted. Yes, my daughter does struggle somedays but don't we all struggle with something?

One of the greatest challenges each day are the the perception of other. Yes, Gabby may not fit others stereotypical mold of autism... to other's she may just be the child that is having a meltdown in the middle of the store for " no reason", or because she has something on her hands, maybe that day she is afraid to look you in the eye, or she just may be the child that cries when you come to close. Which ever it may be that day, look at her or an other child with empathy and understanding. Don't just stare, or shake your head; you never know if the child next to you has some type of disability. Even if that child doesn't have a disability... aren't we are all entitled to a bad day?