Where Special Wings Meet Guiding Stars for your child's development journey.

Before there was a diagnosis, there was a feeling. A milestone that didn't come. A moment at the playground that felt different. A question I couldn't say out loud yet — because saying it made it real.

The doctor could see us in 5 months. My son needed help now. I did what any parent does — I refused to wait. I researched. I built spreadsheets. I called every number I could find. And everywhere I turned, there was another waitlist.

The diagnosis came with a 30-page report and a word: autism. I drove my wife home. I pulled into the office parking lot. And I sat there alone and cried. I asked God why. Why my son. Why us. Why me. I didn't have an answer. I just sat there until I did.

Then I went home and opened my laptop. I spent nights googling what the scores in that report actually meant. What therapies existed. What the difference between ABA and OT and speech therapy was. Who was qualified. Who had availability. Who accepted our insurance. I used every engineering skill I had — lists, systems, processes — to fight my way through a system that wasn't built for families like ours. It took three months. Three months before anyone walked through our door.

I built VegaWings because I couldn't stop thinking about the next family sitting in that parking lot. Crying alone. Holding a report they don't understand. Not knowing who to call or where to start or how long they'll have to wait. What I faced — no parent should face. What my son waited for — no child should wait for. VegaWings is what should have been there for us. Now it's there for you.

— Chetan Dalsaniya, Founder & Father