Don't apologize...It's a sign of weakness.

Hey, you! Yes, you, SOCIETY!!

When you learn my child has Down syndrome, do not apologize. It is a sign of weakness.

For when you apologize and say, "Oh, I am so sorry", you are admitting you are weak. Weak to change, weak to difference, weak to life, weak even to ACCEPTANCE.

And you know what? That just irks me. Why should you be sorry? I need not for you to be weak. I need for you to be strong, to come alongside me in revelry for my child. Revelry? Revelry for a disability? Sure, why not? Revelry by definition is boisterous merrymaking. BOISTEROUS. MERRY. MAKING.

Doesn't get much simpler than that. If you can be happy for my children with 46 chromosomes,allergies, glasses, strabismus, blue and hazel eyes, brown hair and blond too, and both have a horrendous knack for driving me up a wall; then why not for my child with 47 chromosomes?

Does he make you uncomfortable? Ah, I imagine he does. Uncomfortable in your weakness for acceptance I presume. (never assume, because that makes an ass out of u and me)

Too bad for you, SOCIETY. For I am strong in my acceptance of all individuals and abilities. I am a caregiver, a wife, a mom, an advocate. I am boisterous in my merrymaking and I LOVE a good revelry.

Anyone want to join me?