Awakening Prince Charming: Autism and the Sacrament of Marriage

My brothers used to call me “Cinderelli” because I was constantly baking or cleaning when we were growing up. They used to ask, “Where is your Prince Charming?” The long-awaited wedding day came, and after only two years of marriage, I was ready to leave my husband with a newborn in my arms. I could not bear the mental anguish that I was experiencing due to my husband’s belligerent behavior. I was contemplating divorce when a spiritual inspiration revealed to me that my spouse had autism. T...