Ability

I'm sitting here today quite emotional.  I've been on the brink of tears all morning long.  

The reason for those tears?  My nephew Blaine.

You see, the love that swells up inside me whenever I think of this young man brings me to my knees. 

He's on his journey through this life and he's beating all the odds.  

He's EMH - Educable Mentally Handicapped.  Or at least that's the label that was affixed to him when he was young. 

But Blaine (and his parents) threw that label to the ground and stomped on it.  His parents decided long ago that the label of handicapped wasn't going to be a crutch or an excuse.  They treated him as if there was nothing wrong with Blaine.  And really, there wasn't.  Oh sure, he may have learned things at a slower pace, isn't so good deciphering time or money, and has difficulty staying on task.  It didn't matter to them, to him, or any of the rest of us. 

Still doesn't.

When anyone looks at Blaine, they don't see the handicap or disability...they see ABILITY, because that is what Blaine has taken from what has been God Given to him...ability.

My mother once asked, "What was Blaine's station in life going to be?" 

I know the answer to that Mom.  "To inspire"

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