I guess the first thing I should explain is that my son was born with Down syndrome. I suppose our world considers him to be mentally disabled and yet I have to say his wisdom surpassed mine a thousand-fold. Someone whose ego is not responsible for his or her reaction to the world around them is clearly a more advanced soul, a master teacher than sets an example for others to follow.
What I have come to learn in time is that not everyone has the ability
to care for these special children and by special I mean any child
considered to be less than perfect by our society either due to our own
measurement of intellectual capacity, severe health condition or
supposed chromosomal abnormality. These children are only given to
parents who are ready for the lessons being provided.
people misunderstand the responsibility of having a special needs child.
I think our first gut reaction is to ask yourself why you are being
punished or what karmic things you are repaying. Then comes in a
feeling of utter helplessness and the strong desire to want to protect
this child from a world that is knowingly cruel. Memories of your
middle school and high school years dredge up horrible images of
children that are purposely cruel to these kids, teasing them and
laughing at them. The worry one feels at that moment, the pride that
kicks in and the desire to beat the heck out of anyone who would dare
hurt your child is somewhat overpowering. At least it was for me.
In less time than one can even process, the feeling of complete
unconditional love and devotion over powers all other things making it
seem so small in comparison. Their smile, their generosity, their
absolute and completely unconditional love, it is an energy so strong
and powerful, it immediately makes you aware of the great blessing you
have received. You realize what an idiot you had been for ever
questioning God’s profound wisdom.
These children teach us profound
lessons, create family unity, and enrich our lives in ways we never
even imagined. Their happiness is contagious, seeing the world through
their eyes is perhaps the greatest experience one can have. It is not a
matter of it being easy, but rather the good greatly out weighs any
difficulties. It is something I will forever be thankful for. In short
I will say this, the privilege of caring for a great master teacher
such as the one that came into my life, was one of the greatest
blessings ever bestowed upon me.
His arrival was the catalyst that set
off my own spiritual evolution. It was then that I understood my
son’s greatest lesson to me; it was not his imperfection that was in
question here, but rather my own.