Sheamus and Chris the Mailman

By Autism Hood Media

Every afternoon, between 3 and 4 p.m., something special happens in our building. While most people are waiting on mail, my son Sheamus is waiting on a friend his favorite mailman, Chris.

Chris isn’t just the guy who delivers packages and envelopes. To Sheamus, he’s a familiar face, a daily dose of consistency, and a small part of a big routine that helps Sheamus feel grounded in the world. As soon as Sheamus hears the hum of the mail truck pulling into the lot, he lights up. Shoes on. Hoodie zipped. He’s out the door before I can ask where he’s headed. He knows it’s mail time.

What started as a wave from the hallway turned into short chats and now has grown into a little tradition: Sheamus helps Chris deliver the mail inside our building. He walks beside him, holding a few letters or small packages, handing them off with care. Chris always greets him with a big smile and treats him with patience and respect. It may seem like a small act, but for a young autistic teen like Sheamus, that kind of friendship is golden.

Helping with the mail gives Sheamus a sense of pride and purpose. It’s also a moment to connect, practice communication, and feel like he’s part of something meaningful in his community.

Chris might not wear a cape, but to our family, he’s a hero showing how powerful kindness and inclusion can be. We’re grateful for this everyday friendship that shows how something as simple as delivering mail can deliver joy too.