Down Times
As
the mother of a disabled child (now adult), I frequently had "down"
times when I worried and felt hopeless. About 15 years ago I attended a
meeting dealing with educational needs of the disabled. At some point during
a break, a man I didn't and still don't know came up to me and looked at
me with such an amazing look of love. He said, "I can see that you
are really feeling bad. I promise things will look better. They're never
as bad as we think they're going to be. I'll remember you in my prayers."
I
guess it just mattered that someone acknowledged my pain. I was person who
needed comfort...He was a stranger who gave a small measure of it. I've
never forgotten that he stuck out his neck and tried to help.
