Well, I had my heart broken today. As most of you who read this know, I teach and I work with children in the 2nd and 3rd grade. Today one of the little girls who I don't work with but love seeing each day, came into my classroom. She saw a picture of Addison, which are all over my room, and asked me who it was. I told her plain and simple and with lots of pride that she was my daughter. This is where the conversation got tense and awkward. She looked at me with raised eyebrows, rolled her eyes, and said, okay. Not just a plain ole okay...an okay with attitude, a slow okay with rudeness in the voice, an okay that said, I'm better than you, an okay that ultimately felt like daggers piercing my heart. If that wasn't enough the same child saw me after school and said quite loudly that she heard my daughter had only 4 fingers. Needless to say many tears were shed and are still being shed since that moment. I always new that someday I would encounter someone who would judge my daughter but I guess I was praying that I would be prepared.
Maybe my life's mission has now become to educate our youth concerning children with disabilities...
thanks for listening...
Christmas 2013
10 years ago