I ate at a Cracker Barrel today. Our waitress’ name was Michelle. She got my body because her sister has autism. Doing things for her is what got us talking. She asked what I was doing typing and my mom told her it was how I communicate. She asked me if she was bothering me because I had my hands over my ears. It was so nice of her to ask me that. She thought my typing was awesome and she got very excited when she heard about my blog. We gave her my card and with my information on it and she said she would read it! All the time she talked to me not about me!!! That meant so much to me. Thank you Michelle for treating me like the person I really am!