After three days without reading or watching the news, I seemed more calm. I took the girls to a nearby farm that had converted a field into an autumn wonderland featuring hayrides, storytelling witches, pumpkin bowling, a straw maze, and animals.
Pride being more powerful than shame, it makes sense to me to teach my daughter that she has a right to be here. She has contributions to make. Down syndrome can and should define her. Her presence is as necessary to the world as the star shine is.