|Being silly with Bekah|
A while ago, our son Isaiah (now 14), was a 'guest blogger' here and wrote about his feelings towards Felix. Today, our daughter, Bekah (20), has written a letter; partly to Felix and partly to you, the readers of my blog. She gave me permission to rewrite it here. These are her words....
Felix Sawyer.... My perfect little man; you make my heart sing. You truly are a miracle. It's funny, people say kids with Down Syndrome have a 'lowered quality of life', but I look at you and all I see is happiness and joy.
Where do I even start? I remember first being told about you by Mum and Dad; there was nothing but joy! I remember finding out about your 'differently ableness'; still nothing but joy! Know that you were never a burden; always a joy, a miracle.
Kids like Felix are not a hindrance, not a problem to society; they are like a healing balm. In a world so materialistic and selfish, to have these beautiful, loving people who love without a thought, and always make you smile and treasure every moment, is a gift! It's not something to be feared or loathed. My little brother, a child of two years old, with his cheeky smile and loving nature, helped me, saved me. He brought light into my life and adds a little more every time I see him. He is the greatest gift. He binds our family together, stronger than ever. He is our miracle.
|At Bekah's pirate party|
for her 18th
If you know someone with Down Syndrome, or next time you see someone with this 'disability' around, take a moment to get to know them. They are nothing to be afraid of. They have personalities, like the rest of us. They have their own fashion sense, their own humour, and an air of kindness and appreciation that is so rare to find in this day and age. They are just like you and I; maybe even a little better!
|So much love|
This is how I feel about our precious Felix. This is what I want everyone else to know. He didn't make our lives worse, he made them better, and he continues to do so every day. Even sitting with him in the hospital, when he had croup, he didn't fail to make me smile. As sick and tired as he was, he still took took a moment to make us laugh, and to cuddle and kiss Mum and I. He delights in making the people he loves happy. Our happiness is his happiness, and I've adopted this attitude and have applied it to my own life. I can't thank Felix enough for his gift of joy.
I love you so much little man. Thank you for being you. I couldn't be prouder to be your big sister.
Love, Bekah x x x