I have known my friend Kimberly for over 20 years - we grew up together, my mom was her teacher, her mom babysat me. Kim was a bridesmaid at my wedding and my sister's wedding - she is essentially an adopted part of our family. She is 3 years older than me and has taught me some of the most profound and sacred lessons of my life. My whole family would agree that she is one of the most incredible people we've had the privilege to know in this life.
Kimberly also has Down Syndrome. She can only read a few words and will never live on her own. Yet, she has never held a grudge, she doesn't pass judgement, and she makes you feel like the most important person in the room.
Dancing with Zach at our wedding :)
In the teacher training class a few weeks ago, we discussed “learning to love those you teach.” The topic kind of threw me off. Why do we have to learn to love someone?
Why was this room full of highly educated adults discussing how to learn to do something that comes so easily and simply to Kim?
