Humans. I'm sure I don't need to tell you; we are one fragmented and flawed race. So many complex issues for, against, and with other humans. So many small infractions upon each other and some days those small dings compound into too much. In my world, I am witness to an ongoing phenomenon called ableism.
My son, Thorin, who has Down syndrome, celebrated his birthday earlier this week. His friend, Maggie, who has Down syndrome, shares his birthday. For the last four years they have celebrated not just a birth date but their birthday celebrations as friends. How they found each other is a reunion story.