Anonymous wrote:My 14 year old son and I are very close. Interestingly he is also dyslexic, like a OP’s kid (and so am I) and he’s had a rough go of it at school. It’s meant that we learned early on you cannot shape your kid to your desires, and that is a gift. He’ll be who he will be, and I’ll love him through it all. Through everything what has never changed is our ability to play together and be connected that way - tonight we had an epic sword battle with these ridiculous floppy foam swords and we giggled like toddlers.
These couple comments are so interesting because my husband has an incredibly sweet and close relationship with his mother and also was dyslexic, and they both talk about the time in elementary school when she was really helping him through it. Probably coincidence but just interesting!