Today, my son graduated from this clinic after three and a half years, and I am sitting here trying to find the words for what that means to our family.
When he first started at Caravel, he was nonverbal and noncommunicative. He was biting, kicking, smearing, and eloping. He wasn’t potty trained. Every day felt like a battle we weren’t winning, and the weight of imagining his future, and honestly, our future with him sometimes felt unbearable. There were moments I didn’t know if things would ever get better.
They got better.
As he grew with Caravel, they taught him everything. Patiently, persistently, and with a kind of love that went far beyond what any job description requires. He went from a nonverbal child to a full-time kindergartener. If you had told me that three and a half years ago, I would not have believed you. He communicates his needs. He takes care of himself. We can let him play outside on his own, and he won’t run. He plays with other kids, with his sister, with the neighbor’s dogs. He goes on bike rides on his own! He has made real friends at kindergarten and knows everyone by name. He is thriving in ways we once only dreamed about.
Caravel is not without its faults, truthfully nothing is. But for what they did for my son, for the childhood they helped give him, for the future they helped make possible, we will be eternally grateful. These people didn’t just work with my child. They loved him, believed in him when the road was long and the progress was slow, and they never gave up on him.
Thank you to every single person who has been part of his journey: Olivia, Kate, Tiffany, Abbie, Kyra, Marcus, Karma, Dylan, Ethan, Anna, Chloe, Ry, McKayla, Lydia, Ally, Kylie, Jessica, Taylor, Madison, Julia, Christella, Emily, Emma, Mackenzie, Kailynn, Esti, Kaylyn — and every member of the Caravel family. He will remember every one of you in “every place he’ll go”.
You changed my son’s life. You changed our whole family’s life. From the bottom of our hearts… Thank you.
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Faruk B.