I used to work with Autistic children and loved it. I taught in a form of therapy called ABA (Applied Behavior Analysis). There was one student who was my absolute favorite. I followed him from Kindergarten through Second grade. He was brave, and full of life.
We grew so much together as people in those few short years. Me finding my way, and he, just growing up. It was one of those experiences that you could never recreate in your life. You must just recognize it as beautiful while you live it. I always try to purposefully store those memories away in my heart, because I know I won't get a "do -over".