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After our first child was diagnosed with autism, a friend shared this phrase I have leaned on countless times since: Things don’t get easier, they just change. I didn’t know how I felt about it at first. I couldn’t imagine things not getting easier. It had to get easier. How could we continue with so little sleep, so many meltdowns, and so little preparedness for how to approach it all? I spent months imagining things getting easier and researched as much as I could to find a way to make things easier for our son. The research equipped me with more information and knowledge, but it did not give me a magic solution. There isn’t a magic solution. I know that now. There is a freedom in accepting that things aren’t going to get easier.