I love my son with all my being, with all my heart. He is a precious treasure that was hard fought for and earnestly prayed for. He is a joy to my heart and makes me smile just thinking of him... his smell... his giggle... his wiggles... his skin... everything about him - everything except the Down Syndrome part.
I understand this genetic disorder is a gift. A gift from God that will teach so much to so many of us. And I truly do accept the gift, the opportunity, the responsibility.
But even though I accept the diagnosis, I don't love Down Syndrome. I hate it.
I hate the challenges it presents. I hate the stigma it brings. And you know what? I think that it's okay to hate it.
We hate cancer. We hate migraines. We hate arthritis. We hate the Fall and the consequences of it.
And even though those diseases/ disorders are not who we ARE, they are a part of us. So we accept them. We adjust to them. We learn a lot about others, ourselves and our beliefs. We can even find the silver lining. But we can hate them for hurting us... and for hurting those we love.
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Oh Girlfriend, How I love you
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