Tuesday was a mini-luxury; a random day off to recharge. Only recharging for me involves copious amounts of reading, both in paper and on-screen (Kindle/blogs). So I hopped over to a few posts written by members of the DS community.
Community: A group of people with a common background or with shared interests within society.
As an adult-sibling and professional within the field of Down syndrome I appreciate these honest, and sometimes messy, renderings of life. In times of need, our community is there to lift us up in practical ways. Isn’t that why so many of you post day-after-day? Our virtual friends help us each day because they “get it.” In the words of CS Lewis, author of The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe,
Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: “What! You too? I thought I was the only one.”
I love reading these stories. Stories of hope. Stories of sadness. These are the narratives of our lives. And the common thread running through the posts we share is this:
“I thought it would work out this way, but then it worked out that way.” Ira Glass
As I prepare to teach a class of students training to be speech-language pathologists, I not only share the experience of working with children with DS and their families. I bring stories. Stories that help them understand that each day is a little richer not for lack of life-lessons, but because of them.