Naomi changed from public school to catholic school in August of 2011. My dad was in the hospital at the time that school started, and he died right after school started. To say the least, since we joined the community there, my life has been in a bit of a downward spiral. I have not made a huge effort to try and meet people. This community is very tight knit. They take care of each other. I have had people we hardly know offer to help us. We have felt welcomed and loved. More importantly, my kids have BEEN loved. People take care of them and nurture them there. And they pray for us.
We also go to Mass there. I had to go to programs at Christmas time. With a walker. I have my braces now, but I get looks. I get looks at Mass as well. Smiles and looks. I know I look weird. How many people have you seen with bilateral AFO's walking around? I worked with people who had a chronic illness, and I cannot remember seeing anyone. I have taken an informal poll. No one has seen anyone with these braces.
I feel the looks of pity in the eyes of the other mothers when I pick up my kids from school. I have to walk to get Gabe. I could let Naomi pick him up and bring him to the car, but he is always so happy to see me. I see looks of pity at Target from other mothers doing their shopping. Looks of pity at the park.
I understand. I smile. I know. I would be looking you the same way.
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