tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16655703.post378271548136985343..comments2023-10-16T05:31:07.076-07:00Comments on Ain't That Sherific?: Ergh, embarrassment . . . Sherihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16598822471867683429noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16655703.post-47381597266985502352013-01-13T22:09:12.488-08:002013-01-13T22:09:12.488-08:00***Have I told you lately that I love you?***
I d...***Have I told you lately that I love you?***<br /><br />I do. And I can't even begin to tell you how it hurts my heart you are doing this alone. (sound familiar) <br /><br />It does...and I wish beyond wishes we could be closer. To fill each others cup when it runs low.<br /><br />I love you!!"Lil Ol' Me"https://www.blogger.com/profile/02432507111794692581noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16655703.post-41285672933126992192013-01-09T08:18:59.064-08:002013-01-09T08:18:59.064-08:00So very grateful there was an encourager for you i...So very grateful there was an encourager for you in the midst of yucktitude. <br /><br />Hedged in Beautyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11814058774756857724noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16655703.post-48616775239519908932013-01-07T03:20:11.609-08:002013-01-07T03:20:11.609-08:00Oh Sheri! I had to chuckle though as I've stoo...Oh Sheri! I had to chuckle though as I've stood in similar shoes - only I wasn't nearly as graceful. DS pinched his finger on the grocery cart that I had asked him a cazillion times to quit fiddling with. That did it. The pinch was all it took to trigger him and he was off and running, yelling the entire time "GET AWAY FROM ME, STAY AWAY..." I tried calmly chasing him through the store with my grocery cart. That wasn't working so well, so at one point as I ran past my daughter I dropped off the grocery cart yelling at her to meet my at the front of the store. DS had quite the lead by then and I was unable to find him. But of course we had made quite the spectacle by then :-(. I ended up having to have store staff and security help me find him. It was a young male clerk who had the idea to check the mens bathroom. He opened the door and there was DS huddled in the far corner on the floor, in a ball sobbing. The clerk immediately felt sorry for him and asked "Are you ok little boy? Do you need some help?" That was the last straw. The picture we made- little brown boy sobbing on bathroom floor, hollering " get away from me" ... and the irritated white woman, smoke rolling out of ears, calmly but quite firmly saying "get your butt off that floor this minute and get out here!" He timidly came out, I grabbed him by the wrist and scolded him all the way to the car with "do you realize how dangerous it is to run away from me in public..." <br /><br />I'm so glad the clerk who helped you gave you a hug. You deserved it <3Beckyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14122523240530303277noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16655703.post-47418385330967737062013-01-06T18:53:10.947-08:002013-01-06T18:53:10.947-08:00I read this with tears in my eyes because I can ea...I read this with tears in my eyes because I can easily relate to this entire story. Noah gives us a run for our money, every chance he gets. And because he doesn't look like your typical child with Down Syndrome, we are often judged by his behavior and are assumed to be horrific parents. Add in a side of Autism, and his behavior is off the charts. It may not make it easier, but know that you aren't alone. You stayed poised in a tough situation, and that is what is important. Hugs to you!<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16655703.post-70394209073406539282013-01-06T15:17:51.728-08:002013-01-06T15:17:51.728-08:00Hugs to you and PEACE! thank you for your post on ...Hugs to you and PEACE! thank you for your post on Grace. It is exactly what I needed to hear and thought of repeatedly yesterday. Love ya!:)Dehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02125871958221599655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16655703.post-69844830793662296992013-01-06T14:14:41.535-08:002013-01-06T14:14:41.535-08:00{{{hugs}}}{{{hugs}}}GB's Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08866513131959998883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16655703.post-8871816460868647442013-01-06T13:19:37.808-08:002013-01-06T13:19:37.808-08:00I can only imagine how hard this whole thing was. ...I can only imagine how hard this whole thing was. I was really touched by your grace and by the kindness of the young man at the store. Kinda gave me watery eyes...Carolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05996426286997454518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16655703.post-22533265637113340572013-01-06T12:47:24.809-08:002013-01-06T12:47:24.809-08:00Darn spell check *Alzheimer’s Darn spell check *Alzheimer’s Sunday Koffron Taylorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00859347065249826781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16655703.post-70605250756363798002013-01-06T12:46:07.172-08:002013-01-06T12:46:07.172-08:00I have had that very same thought about a child (n...I have had that very same thought about a child (now a grown man)...maybe if he LOOKED disabled people wouldn't expect him to understand or behave in ways he is just not capable of...even when people KNOW, they seem not to be able to hold it in perspective without the visual remainder that something is out of the ordinary here...i can only imagine how frustrating it must be to always be held to an unrealistic standard based on LOOKING lucid…I not only see this with FASD, Neurological damage but with relatives with alchemies as well…it is a tough row for all involved…Sunday Koffron Taylorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00859347065249826781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16655703.post-75708917353126505642013-01-06T12:15:52.788-08:002013-01-06T12:15:52.788-08:00Sheri, I can only imagine the pain you felt and wa...Sheri, I can only imagine the pain you felt and want you to know how honored Iam to have made your acquintance. While Iwould hope that Dustin could appreciate how much you do for him everyday, and how lucky he is to have you as his mother, Iknow that may never come to pass. Still, ignore the eyes and comments (or unsaid comments). You have the grace you need and you are a beautiful soul. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14177806520812079812noreply@blogger.com