*****This is a blog Karly wrote in January. She is gone now, but what I am reminded, by her story, to treat those who are different in a respectful way, those who look like they maybe can’t process like you and me. Treat them with respect and speak to them as real persons. It can mean the world to someone.
I have been taking time to relax this week because I have been sick. I feel better and I am eager to share something today. In times when I am quiet, I think of things to write about. Today I feel up for writing.
I have many memories of days when I couldn’t write, before I could communicate, before I could answer yes and no questions, not knowing if I would ever be able to do that. Today I am writing a message to myself, a message I would have wanted to hear when I was young and had no words to share with others. No hope that it would ever be different. Today I can write this letter. This is what I needed to hear.
My Dear Little Karly,
You see and can’t respond. You hear and cannot speak. You dream and cannot make those dreams come true. …
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