There are those among you that are gearing up to send your newly graduated seniors off to college. Lots of preparation, lists, and feelings go along with the transition. While I always knew Bailey would not go to a traditional college, I wasn’t prepared for the sting of reality. As I sent him off to train on the public bus on his way to his vocational school, I felt the tug of grief. This wasn’t my plan. When the doctor’s thought early on that he had Down syndrome, I remember all the dreams evaporating before my eyes. Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t trade Bailey for anything in the world, but as any parent would attest, we have a certain vision for our children’s future.
I am fortunate to have a friend in the same point of life. As we discussed our sadness, I realized that this is yet a another opportunity to learn something. Sometimes I feel exhausted of all the opportunities presented to me. I often wonder if maybe God could share some of the opportunities with others as I don’t want to be so selfish. So, I will be sad for a while and that’s okay. It is those moments that I realize that there is something bigger going on here. I will grieve for what I thought his life would look like and anticipate what his life will be.