I read yesterday’s post to my Old Soul before publishing. Here’s the conversation that ensued:
Old Soul: You don’t see a lot of children with handicaps around much anymore.
Me: You do realize that many people consider your brothers to be handicapped because of their Down syndrome.
Old Soul: They’re not handicapped. I never even think about their Down syndrome. They’re just Michael and Brian!
Me: That’s really nice. In fact, a handicap is just a weakness. And we all have our weaknesses.
Old Soul: Yeah, like there are parts of Math that I just don’t get sometimes.
Me: Me too! Math is one of my weaknesses. We all have weaknesses. You know, on a bowling team, a low-scoring team member is called the team’s “handicap”.
Old Soul: Why? That’s not very nice. It doesn’t even make any sense.
Me: Because that low-scorer is considered the team’s weakness.
Old Soul: That’s not true. They’re just another member of the team!
She’s right! We are all simply members of the same team. The Human team! I wish the whole world could think like my Old Soul. She makes me so proud! Every time she opens her mouth she spews such deep thoughts and wisdom beyond her years. I keep thinking, “I must be doing something right!”
Here’s a deep thought: Maybe her Old Soul is smiling and saying the same thing about me. LOL