My son’s hand, reaching

My son is multiply handicapped. At 26, he still does not talk, although he hums when he is happy. When the alarm goes off in the morning, I go into his bedroom, sit on the step stool at the head of his bed, and we pray together. First I say Hello and Good morning. In response my son reaches out to touch my face with his right hand, and I turn my cheek into his fingers. That is his way to say Good morning to me. Then I hold his hand or touch his arm while I say our morning prayers.

By: Susan Bianchi

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