Saturday, October 31, 2009

Beautiful people

I grew up surrounded by individuals with special needs. I was raised to see all people as just that: people. I was blind to wheelchairs, leg braces, prosthetics, and adaptive equipment. Hardly a day goes by when I don't thank God for picking my family up from our home in the Blue Ridge mountains 17 years ago, and plopping us in central-Ohio at Camp Echoing Hills. He is so good, so wise, so eternal.

And these are the beautiful people with whom I work now. Love :)

1 comment:

good mama said...

love this. love you.