Dear Annie: I was a single mom to my beautiful, autistic daughter for the first eight years of her life. I am now 43. My uncle had autism, so I know it runs in the family. When she was 3, COVID hit, and I became overwhelmed in a small apartment with her. I contacted her father and let him start visiting us every weekend.

I learned that he was very privileged and still lived with his parents -- in a much better neighborhood by the beach and near better schools for our daughter. My parents passed away a long time ago, and I severed ties with the rest of my family a while ago, too. I let her father take custody, and she’s loved by him and his parents. She means everything to them, and I couldn’t be happier.

She has every luxury I couldn’t offer her and a big family to love her. I guess it’s

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