It breaks my heart

Yesterday while riding home  from school, Gabe told me he doesn't like his voice.  He said he wants to talk like his cousin.  How heart breaking.  I don't want Gabe to realize he talks different then other kids.  I don't want other kids to make fun of him.  It breaks my heart to no end knowing other mean children are going to pick on my baby.  I like living in a bubble where I can imagine that all people and all children treat each other with respect.  It won't happen.  Kids are mean....hell big people are mean.  When you don't talk like society thinks you should you are immediately labeled "stupid", "slow", "retarded".  Gabe is none of those.  The one thing I hate most about autism....Gabe's language issues.  If I could fix that today...I would.  I can handle the meltdowns, the need for sameness, the spinning, jumping, echoed speech, but when he knows he talks different....I can't handle that.  I don't want him to feel less....he is no less then anyone else....and I need him to know that.  I love my son...may he always be surrounded by those who love and see him for who he is....he has so much to offer.