That I think you're amazing.
Every day you get up and you do it - you face the world - all over again. You deal with people who despite their most sincere intentions do not understand you. Hell, even I misunderstand you and I'm the mom. You fight through dozens of sensory hailstorms being thrown your way and are unable to articulate your thoughts and feelings. And yet you still manage to be the happiest, funniest, and most affectionate person I know.
Life sucks sometimes, huh? It's hard. I sure am glad you're here to help me through it.
I love you.