On Friday evenings I work at a non profit adoption agency. I am the arts and activities director, Miss Diane. The agency, Action Adoption, runs classes for those wishing to adopt, foster or respite care, and counseling for kids and parents. My job is to keep the kids entertained for 3 hours. An average number is around 14 to 18 kids all ages and abilities. Many of the children have been damaged by those who should have loved protected them and systems that should have saved them.
One of the little boys found his saviors, a middle aged couple that teaches him and loves him and feeds him. They think their little blind autistic boy with mulitple retardations is just the greatest gift God and the agency could have given them. S is 11 years old and the size of a 5 year old. In August when he was picked up and adopted to this couple, he took a bottle, had not had solid food and crawled on the floor. The past few weeks he has been walking with his new parents into the meetings. He does not get as overwelmed with the noise of the other children as much now, he feels secure and is pretty certain someone will get his Mom or Dad when he starts rocking or crying. He is even starting to speak. He has experienced solid foods and Mom told me he now can take food out of a bowl to feed himself.
I had not noticed till last night, his Mom's hands. They are so gnarled with arthritis, honestly, one of her knuckles is almost the size of a golf ball. I have never seen it that bad even on very old people. I can just imagine the physical pain this woman lives with every day and night of her life and the toll it must take on them as a couple yet this small imperfect little child lights up their lives with the blessings few of us could ever bear.
Today is another day, enjoy it, so many can't.