Creating What
I Could Not Find
A place to feel safe. A chance to heal
The support to thrive
Our Mission
To empower autistic individuals by addressing underlying needs through safe, supportive environments and compassionate, holistic care that promotes healing, growth, independence, and belonging.
Our Story: Born From Experience, Built on Hope
Our Beginning
Every organization has a beginning. Ours began with a mother's love, a son's extraordinary journey, and the realization that too many young adults with autism are left without the support they need to feel safe, heal, grow, and thrive.
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My name is Tabitha H. Wilson, and I am the founder of Amazing House of Hope Autism Research & Development Center, Inc. I am a mother, a healthcare professional, and an advocate. But above all, I am a mother who has witnessed firsthand what can happen when the systems designed to protect and support vulnerable individuals fall short.​
A Moment That Changed Everything
When my son Elijah was just 12 years old, his educational experience took
a devastating turn. At a nonpublic school placement, he was removed from a classroom of six autistic students with similar learning and support needs and placed in a different classroom with only one other student, who frequently used profanity and exhibited challenging behaviors. Although Elijah had experienced behavioral difficulties before this change, the new environment introduced challenges that significantly affected his emotional well-being and development. What followed was a series of troubling events, including serious concerns about violations of his disability rights, that would forever change the trajectory of his life and ultimately ours. What began as a classroom change became the beginning of a journey neither of us could have imagined.
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At the time, Elijah had already experienced numerous distressing encounters within educational and hospital settings. These experiences contributed to trauma-related challenges that made it increasingly difficult to determine what was triggering his distress and what underlying needs remained unaddressed.
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That incident became part of a much larger and painful journey. Over approximately three and a half years, my son spent a combined 944 days in a neurobehavioral unit through multiple admissions. Nearly one thousand days of his childhood and adolescence were spent away from home, family, familiar routines, and many of the experiences that help young people develop and thrive.