Carrie Link

Letting Go

I received the following e-mail from a dear friend and fellow mother of a child with special needs. We are "war buddies" in this "battle" of advocating for our special children. Every now and then a moment of grace occurs, and we are reminded of the dvinity of our boys, of these children, of humans. The names have been omitted to protect their identities.





"Today my son wanted to walk to school with his friends, by himself. Very, and I know you know, very hard for me to let go. I wanted to hold his hand walking to school like always. BUT, I still have my little first grader so off I let him go. Actually, he was behind us. So of course that drove me nuts because I could not see him. My daughter and I walked to school. Had time to do a loopy because we were too early ( I walk fast when I am nervous), and rounded our second turn around the block when I saw my son and his friends. Rojo had joined the group. My son and Rojo were holding hands."