There is always another day...

Today Dave and I were going to take all the change we had been saving to go and purchase a raffle gift for a fundraiser for Joshua! Today we were going to see all the efforts of our change gathering over the last few months turn into something great. Today is the day we grabbed our change jar that was filled to the brim only to find that it was emptied by a member of our family.

No it was not our children that emptied it but my sister. No she won't admit that she did it but we know that it was her for various reasons which for the sake of my parents I won't go into detail. Normally we lock our doors but on Wednesday we had an appointment 2 hours away for Jacob's eyes and we have an 85 grandmother who sometimes stops by on Wednesdays for lunch when she volunteers at my son's parochial school. I was not sure whether she was planning on stopping to eat so I told Dave to leave it open for her since she has such issues in unlocking our locks. My mistake costs us over 100.00 in change :( And the most insulting thing is her inability to admit it. I have forgiven in the past and she may be forgiven as she has her issues and crosses to bear but I can't forget what she took from us.. no what she took from Joshua. So we begin collecting again.....

Tomorrow is World Down Syndrome Day!! I am amazed at how our world and the attitudes have changed over the years for our children. However, I am still reminded that there is still so much work ahead of us to educate others. There are still countries and societies in the World that deem our children as unworthy and unlovable. There are still people out there that use the R-word and people that still have no concept of the people first language. There is still a stigma that having Down syndrome makes you less valuable as part of society. This is most evident when in our own country there is an approximate 90% abortion rate when a mother finds out she is carrying a child who has Ds.

Tomorrow I will spend the day as I normally do. I will give and receive lots of hugs and kisses from my beautiful son. I will scold him often for throwing the remote, biting me, pulling my hair or hitting the dog :) I will be proud of his hard work during therapy and make him laugh when I do itsy-bitsy spider with him. I will look in his eyes for the millionth time and feel blessed we were chosen for him.

So today started crappy but tomorrow is going to be great!!