How Nature Connects My Autistic Daughter and Me
<p>With its lush greenery and ocean breezes, Miami is a treasure trove of natural wonders. The palm trees sway as if dancing to a rhythm only they can hear. The sun kisses the earth, and the air is alive with possibilities.</p>
<p>One fine morning, as the dampness of sea salt wafted through the air, I took my daughter to one of Miami’s serene seaside parks. She, with her silent world, and I, with my chatter, were about to embark on an adventure.</p>
<p>As we walked, I noticed her eyes light up. The leaves rustled, and it was as if she could hear them speak. She hummed a tune — not quite discernible, but close enough. It was in that moment that I realized: nature was her language.</p>
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