He got scared by something and then spent time laying on my lap, his mom walked in during that moment and started crying. She was happy about the progress but again sad it wasn’t with her. Later that night she texted me saying he laid on her lap and she was able to touch his head a few times. The next morning we both cried in a room and hugged each other.
It has! that was like 8yrs ago he’s 13 now. His parents still send me holiday cards and I send him birthday presents and try to see him whenever I’m in town. He’s grown up to be such a light. He’s always asking anyone if they want to be touched (hug, handshake) and relaying that he understands if they don’t because he doesn’t like it sometimes either.