on my way home just now, there was a down-syndrome child sitting across me. she was together with her maid, i think. despite her abnormality (pardon me here, i am not professionally trained to use the correct terms; these are just laymen terms if you will), her maid was singing to her, reading to her; of these, the bottom line was to make the lil gal happy.
that was what got me thinking: she was just a maid, someone totally not related to the lil gal but she found such joy in singing to her and making her happy, like seeing the lil gal smile was her own joy~! i was amazed.
then the real question came: how many of us can actually love a physically challenged/abnormal child like the maid i just mentioned? i kept pondering and wondering and thinking and i still couldn't find an question; it definitely ain't easy. to a cetain extent, it is so heart-wrenching just to think about it.
i can only say that i will try my very best to love them because every child is a gift from God. and every parent will always think their own child is beautiful, like how i would think my very own in the future would also be the most beautiful thing alive.
