Recognition, Reunion, Relief
The front door creaked upon opening. I am thinking about WD-40... where is it? "Hi, thank you both for coming. Please forgive the mess. We just moved in. Follow me through the boxes. The dining table is probably the best place to visit.
I remember this day like it was yesterday. The boxes sat everywhere in the apartment. The oasis was at the dining table. A pot of freshly brewed tea, empty cups ready and waiting and a bowl of fresh fruit, the grape clusters half eaten by my son. I shall remember these people forever. Mary Jo and Christie were the first people the kids and I met on our own (i.e. not through my husband) in our new home town. We would learn this community through the eyes of special needs thanks to our new baby daughter with Down Syndrome. Mary Jo and Christie came to us through the parent mentor program. Christie was the first young adult with Down Syndrome who I had the opportunity to meet.