Our daughter is a teacher.
And she is one of the many thousands who are called to a vocation of teaching
Special individuals
who deal with Intellectual Disabilities.
But she (and others like her) remind us they are more appropriately considered:
Special ABILITIES.
Abilities that demand our RESPECT! Continue reading “The R-Word”
Two little feet, ten little toes,
running and jumping at play.
Two little feet, too little time,
will be walking to school one day.
Kicking a rock, or skipping a rope,
wading a puddle or washed with soap.
Two little feet, one little child,
will soon go their own way.
But footprints in my mind recall,
they stood here yesterday. Continue reading “ten little toes”
I remember when I first heard it.
I remember when I first heard him call her, “Babe.”
That’s when I knew…this boy loves our darling daughter.
(And yes, he did eventually proceed to become our son-in-law.)
This past Christmas I heard that sweet word, “Babe,” being spoken, yet once again. Continue reading “she calls him babe.”
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