Today we attended a Christmas party organised by a group of special needs mums for special needs children and their families. Our special children has been so blessed by strangers. A grandma of a special need boy offered her condo poolside as the venue, a couple kindly sponsored and catered delicious food for us and another mum made hair clips for the girls.
It was a comfortable setting and the progress of some children inspired and encouraged us on. Even looking at some other children who may be worse off, it allowed us to count our blessings of what we have in our child. Also, our children will no longer be judged according to the society's standard (milestones). Here, we celebrate every smile, every sound made, every little gesture that our little warriors can do. Our children have taught us a lot with their own strength and perserverance in their fight against all odds. They have opened our eyes to the cold reality, the selfishness of mankind. But more importantly, they taught us the meaning of true love.
It is so easy to say "I love you". But when you have to give up your job, when you have to forsake your lifestyle, when you know your efforts may not reap rewards, when your child can never care for you when you are old, when you know you might never hear your child call you mummy or daddy, eat or walk or run or do any simple thing that a normal child can do, will you still love them? Love is not just talk. My child taught me what it means to love. Now I can better relate God's love for us. "For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life". God loves us even when we do not acknowledge him. He loves us even if we keep failing and doing wrong things. He loves us so much that he gave Jesus as a sacrifice to save us.
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| Charlene wearing her santarina costume |
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| Charlene with her "christmas hat" |
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