Through My Eyes...
If only you could see my little girl through my eyes,
the way I see her...
She is so beautiful!
She is so happy!
She is so full of unconditional love!
She often looks at the ceiling and her eyes follow things I cannot see.
Then she giggles and darts her eyes in another direction,
as if to see the angels that are hidden from my view.
Her heart is so pure, she knows only love.
Oh, how it breaks my heart to hear the bold, ugly comments about 'her'
and her trisomy brothers and sisters.
"She would be better off dead."
"She doesn't know the difference between her father and the door."
"Kill them all!"
"How can you bring a child into the world knowing they will live a life of pain?"
"She 'suffers' from trisomy 18."
"You must've done something bad to have a child like that."
Oh, the terrible things said about these children from uneducated and heartless minds.
My daughter does not 'suffer' from trisomy 18.
Our world suffers from inhumanity and self-centeredness.
To love my daughter and those like her is to truly know and understand agape love.
"If only you could see the world through my eyes," whispers a voice to me.
"A world were love knows no bounds,
a world where everyone is beautiful,
a world where everyone has a purpose."
Was that her voice speaking to me?
Or that of Jesus, gently nudging me to love and forgive as he has.
I have been given a most precious gift...
the gift of life, the gift of love.
I wish you, too, could experience this.
I wish you could see things through my eyes.