A few weeks before I had Parker, I saw a group of adults with special needs visiting the grocery store I was in. A woman, probably in her fifties, was thrilled to be there and obviously had Down Syndrome. I smiled at her and said hello, and she was very intrigued by me because I was pregnant. She followed me through the fruit and veggy isles for a few minutes. I saw her again in another aisle and she stopped again and stared at me with her 10000 watt smile. I remember thinking how sweet she was, but....and the "but..." is what I can't get out of my head. But....what kind of life does she live if visits to the grocery store make her day? But....my baby won't have that problem. But....who takes care of her? Do they love her? Are they nice to her?
Tonight was my first night in a grocery store since having Parker...and I couldn't help but think back to this experience, since it is now our reality. I know Parker's childhood will be wonderful. He is a cute baby, and will turn into a cute toddler. Everyone loves cute little ones.
My biggest hope this Christmas is that I can find peace without so much worry, and hold close the fact that the people in his life that love him will always be carried in his heart.....even if the grocery store is the most exciting part of his day.
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