Irecently read over my son’s last report card and was overwhelmed with pride.

It showed how far he’s come — progress that, not long ago, felt out of reach. I made mental notes of the areas where we still need to do some work, but mostly I just sat with the joy of seeing comments like “participates well in class” and “a pleasure to have in class.”

A few years ago, those kinds of remarks seemed impossible.

My son is on the autism spectrum. He’s bright, curious, and kind, but he faces challenges in areas that come more naturally to his peers — things like socializing, staying focused and following multi-step directions.

To support his growth, our family relies on services made accessible through Medicaid. Without it, we couldn’t afford the therapies and supports that have made such a prof

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