I watched a beautiful interview today, with Tara McCallan. Tara's daughter, Pip, was born with Down's Syndrome.
Tara celebrates her daughter's beauty on her blog Happy Soul Project.
cousin Todd had Down's Syndrome. He had his own special place in my
heart and when he died in May, 2008, I really didn't know how to deal
with it. I got up and gave a speech at his funeral, crying, no, SOBBING
the entire time. I couldn't catch my breath. I had no idea I was
going to do it until all of a sudden I found myself standing up,
crying. I struggled to put into words how absolutely wonderful he was,
what he brought into my life...
This post is supposed to be about what I've LEARNed, but I want to take a different direction today.
I want you
to watch Tara's interview, see that beautiful baby girl, and LEARN to
celebrate every different kind of beauty, every unique difference that
makes us each so very special and loved by God. I'd love to see her
billboard on the side of Route 3, or on Route 80, while I'm speeding
through life... a small reminder that beauty looks different on
My heart broke when Tara mentioned a day
she went to pick her son up at day care and another little child there
saw Pip with her eye bandaged up (she had had some surgery) and said
that Pip was a "gross baby," that she was "broken." [His/her parents
have a lot of teaching to do...]
My God. When I
think of Todd I remember how utterly filled with joy his life was. How
his spirit was simply and truly "love." He was always happy. I can
joke about how he never had to worry about taxes, or politics, etc., but
the truth is he just wrung complete joy out of every minute of his
We should all LEARN from him. Miss you, Todd! And thanks, Tara and Pip!