The year of You

How do you know when you've made a difference? Some people have no idea how much of an impact they have made in someone else's life.

This will be a work in progress, because when there's a Charley in the house, anything can and does happen...meaning, I get into the middle of writing and get pulled away, like right now... be back in a sec...

Back now... had to run to the front door. I heard it open and out he went.

This is what it's doing outside, and Charley just headed to the mailbox. Does he have on his shoes? I don't know.

Has he got on a jacket? I don't know.

Will he track snow through the house? This much I know.

If you know anything about people with Down syndrome, then you know what I know, and yes, I'm generalizing here...they are relentless. When they get something in their heads, good luck getting it out.

Charley is waiting for something in the mail, which means he asks about it every 5 minutes.

Until it comes, that is how it will be. Even when I say, "Stop asking."

But back to the subject at hand.

The year of you.

All of you, who made a difference in the life of Charley.

Those of you who befriended him...

 

This year will be about you.

 

Beginning with Mom.

 

You can find her in the book. In fact, it's a love story, 25 years in the making. If you read my previous post, then you know. If not, I invite you to back peddle a little and catch up so you know what the rest of us know.

 

Mom and Charley Skype nearly every day. They are separated only by the miles, not their hearts. Charley is crazy about his Grammy.

 

"I love you, Granny!"

 

 

Yesterday, Brad, Charley and I made the journey to Louisville. Mom is in the nursing home. The family called. Mom's not doing so well.

 

This time Mom wouldn't be able to Skype with his Grammy, so he would just have to go see her in person...

 

More on that in my next post.

 

Thanks for reading,

 

Love from Sherry, Brad, and Charley