Well, my wish was granted. In August, my daughter accepted a volunteer opportunity to help with a special needs church group, which we call "Special Needs Mutual." Every Thursday night, she helps her friends with special needs. On the days I have carpool duty, I get to walk into the church to observe what's going on, and I have to admit that I love my little visits. The enthusiasm in that building is contagious. Special Needs Mutual is obviously the highlight of the week for so many of the participants. Everyone has a smile. Everyone feels accepted. My daughter and the other helpers freely admit that they love it. I think it's just as much of a break from the real world for them as it is for the people with special needs. No one has a critical word about it.
|This is my Dad with my little sister when we were kids|