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Carolyn Locke's Blog
Sometimes the path we are on is not the one we had intended. Thus began my life with Audra.
How could one little person bring so much joy and pain? How could one little person teach me so many lessons that most people never learn in a lifetime? And how could I be given a greater gift then to see people with disabilities for their inner selves and not as what the world see's them. This is my journey, no one else's, this is what I have felt and laughed and cried over. I wish you well on your own journey, wherever that may lead.
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Monday December 14, 2009
Posted by: Carolyn Locke at 11:32AM PST on December 14, 2009
It was a cold and snowy winter! Ha, not really, I live in the Bay Area, I just always wanted to say that. It was a warm December Day when I decided to take Audra to the mall for her picture with Santa. We waited in line until it was her turn to sit on Santa's lap, she was so excited to see Santa and he was so nice to her. Her photo was so cute, we told Santa what she wanted for Christmas and I went to pick her up to leave. When I went to lift Audra up I realized her fingers had become tangled in Santa's beard and as I lifted her and pulled, Santa's beard started coming off. I looked out at the long line of joyful children, thinking that this was the real Santa (not just some cheap imitation). I couldn't let it be ruined for them. I began working at Audra's fingers to loosen thier grip which were tangled in and clenched around Santa's beard. As Santa frantically tried to hold his beard on his chin I was finally able to detangle Audra's fingers and yes, save Christmas for all the boys and girls at the mall that day. Happy Holidays! |
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