Written by Nancy – Angels’s by Grace Pub. – April 1997
“What’s that gray thing on the wall, Mom?”
“It’s the shadow of the green chair, Son.”
“What’s that big blue thing in those people’s back yard, Mom?”
“Why those guys have a swimming pool, Son.”
“Don’t cut your hair, Mom. It’s how I tell you apart from the other Moms.”
“Never, Son. I promise. I’ll never cut it. You’ll always find me in the way you recognize best.”
My son is legally blind. He has Cerebral Palsy and, though he walks, runs, jumps, and talks, it’s not quite the same as other kids. He never acknowledged his differences, not really. Oh, I talked to him about it. His young, little boys eyes would stare owlishly through his thick glasses and he would nod with great wisdom, but it never dawned on him until he reached the fifth grade.
That…
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