This poem just resonates so strongly with me about my journey with accepting Down syndrome. The first step for me was definitely sorrow and the point we are at right now is joyful bliss as my girl continues in her progress with speech and seeks out quiet one on one time with the adults in her life. I am frequently flooded by joyful bliss during these times, enough so that my cup runs over and over and over.
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