One of the most moving accounts, I’ve ever read… and an awesome family (and therapist too!) I can’t wait to read more! CJ clearly has a lot more growing up to do and, like most of us as we do that, will probably find many new interests and means of expression. But, it’s hard to imagine anything but an exceptional, open, loving, compassionate adult emerging. My hope is that those around him embrace and enjoy CJ’s differences and learn from them. We can all learn so much from mom, CJ, the therapist…everyone.
“Hi, I’d like to see if there is availability in the Saturday morning ballet/tap combo class,” I said to the girl at the front desk of our local South Orange County youth gym. It’s a converted warehouse where a child can learn to play soccer, swim, cheerlead, take gymnastics, learn aerial arts on silks, practice parkour, attend preschool, have a birthday party and do just about anything else that will keep business booming for the owners and cater to the OC uber-moms who pilot the blacked-out Escalades parked out front.
“How old is your daughter?” the front-desk girl asked while scanning her computer screen.
“I don’t have a daughter,” I said and stared at her. It took her a while to realize that I had a boy who wanted to dance.
“Oh, I’m so sorry, we don’t have a tap/ballet combo class for boys,” she replied sympathetically…
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