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Body Language

November 16, 2013

It is brisk out..The cold air always seems to breathe on my neck. I find myself going with the Katherine Hepburn look these days in the mountains. Turtle neck sweaters. They keep me warm and then fleece is extra added protection. The oak leaves are falling and as I walked back from our mailbox it was a pretty sight to see them catching air. For now I am reminiscing about a place we visited recently.


kk_oct22set1It certainly had the Harvest theme going on

There was a wonderful display of pumpkins and gourds of every kind. Wonderful selections of fruit and vegetables, baked goods, and more. I opted for ice cream and hubby, corn on the cob. As we sat and indulged, I had noticed a group of adults. By their appearance I noticed that they were adults with special needs. It took me back to the years as a special education teacher’s aide. I determined who the supervisor was. My heart-strings are always tugged at when encountering those that are challenged. But it was a special outing for them and I was happy that they could be at such a colorful place and take in the beauty of the day. They were a silent group. I only heard the voice of the one in charge. So many people live in silence. It made me think about even those that are able to communicate choose not to. Afraid to speak and offend, afraid to speak the truth of what may be gnawing on their minds. Can you imagine being in a place where you no longer could express your thoughts and communicate. And here these dear souls cannot say I need a belt, my pants are falling down…Can you please zip up my pants…will you help me. Heart wrenching it is for me. And here we are healthy and able and yet, maybe unable to speak. What we don’t hear we may see in body language.

This character had no problem communicating his thoughts

DSCN3275In a matter of minutes he shared a short-termed bond with my husband

They need extra eyes to see, ears to hear what they cannot say. Patience and a compassionate and caring heart.


10 Comments leave one →
  1. November 16, 2013 5:13 PM

    So much care and compassion 🙂 . Have a great weekend! 😀


  2. November 16, 2013 7:09 PM

    I often think of the ways my cat and I communicate. I’ve learned a good bit about her wishes, her wants and needs, but it’s taken years and a lot of very close attention. How blessed the children and “special” people are who have those around them willing to give them same kind of attention.


    • November 17, 2013 6:09 PM

      Our oldest cat is the silent one. She is sleeping a lot. Lizzy is the cry baby and Ally kind of squeaks, maybe because she is Siamese and then Riley can be vocal but not in an annoying way. It takes a lot of patience to work with children or adults in that capacity, but it takes a lot of patience in general when working with the public or even within our own families too. (:


  3. November 17, 2013 10:42 AM

    So touching! Thank you for your poignant words and drop dead gorgeous photos!


  4. November 18, 2013 12:06 AM

    I loved reading your thoughts here. They were moving, and so true. Thank you for a beautiful post, and best wishes for a very good week.


  5. November 18, 2013 5:50 AM

    Lovely essay. I love these photos.


  6. November 24, 2013 1:46 AM

    On June 28, 2008, Dylan Ross was born. He came very quickly and everything went very well. Apgar scores of an 8 and 9. My 7 pound, 5 ounce sweet baby boy. Five hours after he was born, a doctor walked into my hospital room and I was told that there was a strong suspicion that Dylan may have Down syndrome. He was not doing well and was about to be taken by ambulance to another hospital. His red blood cell count was too high. His oxygen levels were concerning. He may possibly have a heart defect, but they were not sure. Two days and many thoughts of the unknown later, it was confirmed – my baby had Trisomy 21. Down syndrome. Five days and many emotional adjustments later, as my love for this new baby boy began to grow, this little one born with surprises, I watched as the pediatric cardiologist performed an echocardiogram on his tiny heart. The doctor looked up at me as I watched in both silence and fear, and said quite simply, “Yes. He has it. A complete AV canal defect.”. A serious heart defect, a complete AV canal defect that would require open heart surgery at 4 months of age. And then later, during the time of his heart surgery, an additional, and extremely rare heart defect called an A.P Window was found. The love kept growing. And intensifying. And so, our new life began. This new life, one that I once feared may not be good, may not be fair has in fact, wound up being absolutely, exactly right. I began this blog with the hope of keeping family and friends informed on Dylan’s day to day progress, especially during the time of his heart surgery. I had no idea that it would wind up being so, so much more… You may find some of “The Big Stuff” here: Finding Out Dylan’s Heart Surgery Dylan’s First Year One Year Heart Anniversary Thank you all.


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