Thank you, Rabbi Ilana C. Garber, for reminding us to love our neighbors as ourselves, for we really are all the same, weird and beautiful, b’tzelem elohim.
I suppose it’s every mother’s dream and nightmare all tied together in one shiny package: that one day someone might love her son (insert “daughter” here if it applies!) enough to capture his heart. We worry that our son might return this person’s affections, loving us a bit less, or a bit differently. We worry that one day our son might leave us for this other person (though we try to remind ourselves that God intended it to be so….the Torah says a man should leave his father and his mother and cleave to his partner). And of course we worry that our son might fall in love only to have his heart broken, and we pray that we might be there one day to pick up the pieces.
But for our children with disabilities the story will probably not be the same. I doubt…
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