I wrote this post 2 weeks ago after a very special meeting. I was debating wether I should post it or not. Don’t ask me why, because I do not know. After having it written up and ready to post and leaving it for all this while, I have finally decided to post it for you to read….
Today, I worked a family fun-day show, in my local town with my buisness. I had my daughter, Olive, 16 weeks on the stall with me for the duration of the day. During my day I was holding, feeding, and wearing Olive, and she was just as happy to chat and engage to the public as I was.
There was a group of adults at the event with special needs looking at the stalls, and Olive seemed to attract a mini audience with these curious people, doing her cute cooing and giggling. One of the group asked me what her name was, and was so full of love for the name I had chosen for my daughter. A gentlemen with downs syndrome held her hand and and gazed deeply into her eyes, and stroked her hair. Olive and myself enjoyed every second. The lady who asked her name, who had very obvious learning difficulties, then asked me if she could hold Olive. Now, any parent would be slightly nervous of some body holding her baby, even if the person was ‘normal’ like you or me, and especially so if the person asking to take your baby was mentally and physically impared. I gazed at her carer, who gave a gentle nod, and I slowly handed my baby over to the lady.
This is when I experienced some of the most powerful emotions my body has ever felt. This gentle loving human being, held my daughter cradled in her arms. Olive and the lady both gazed into each other eyes, Olive reached out to the lady’s face and held it in her palm. The love I felt, for the human race, my child and the lady holding my daughter was immense. I almost did not want that moment to end. And nor did Olive or the lady holding her, it seems.
After a good 2-3 minutes passed and Olive was then handed back to me. The group silently walked on past to the next stall. The carer just simply mouthed ‘thank you’.
Normally, I post a photograph with my blog post, But I have no photograph of this occasion. This makes me incredibly sad, as I would loved to have caught that beautiful moment. But, at the same time I am incredibly happy that I can keep this memory just for me, and those involved in the setting. Hopefully, this happy memory stays with me forever.
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