It was his fifth birthday, and we had gathered at my house to celebrate. Balloons, cake, and presents filled the room, but Danny, as usual, stayed in his corner, staring intently at the floor. I smiled at him, hoping for a glimmer of response, but he remained silent.Until he didn’t. Out of nowhere, he walked up to me, looked me straight in the eye, and spoke in a calm, clear voice. His first words shattered our world!.

I have always known my grandson was different, even before doctors said so. In my eyes, he wasn’t broken, just different. Danny, my most special boy, didn’t speak until he was five, and when he finally uttered his first words, they shook us to the core.

The room was silent as usual. My daughter was in the kitchen, trying to cut the cake. Albert, my son-in-law was in the corner of the room with his phone in his hand, working as always, and Danny, he was in his own little world. It felt like he was trapped inside, but he was always really calm and it seemed he like it.While having my tea and looking at how Danny went with his tiny fingers through the patterns of the carpet, he suddenly stood up and did something he had never done before; he made eye contact with me. You see, Danny never looked anyone in the eyes, so this was rather shocking for me, his grandma who lived to see him thrive.

Still overwhelmed from the feeling of his sweet brown eyes meeting mine, he uttered his first ever words.

“Grandma,” he said, “there is something I want to tell you.”outcome. She told me she never really wanted to be a mother, she only gave birth to a child because it was what Albert wanted. “I don’t know how to be a mother,” she told me. “I love Danny, I really do, and I’ve tried… but I just don’t feel it.”

Her words were heavy. No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t forgive her for speaking of her own son like that, not then, not ever.

Eventually, she left her family, and Danny stayed with his father. I remained part of their life.