Today is my dear friend Betsy's Birthday. As I went to visit her blog, as I do daily, I was met with this very powerful post.
It is amazing to me, but I have formed some of the most incredible and profound friendships in my life, based solely on the fact that we share the same bond of loving someone with an extra chromosome on their 21st pair. I have never met Betsy in real life, but I call her one of my dearest friends. That rings true with so many other amazing souls I have met on this journey. Some I've been blessed to have met in real life at this point, others, I know somewhere in the future our physical beings will cross.....but in the mean time, our spirits, our souls are joined because the the power of something most of society deems as unworthy.
So, this morning I sit here, with tears streaming down my face at a documentary that Betsy wrote about in this post.
The video production is called: My Favorite Child It is an film documentary made 40 years ago, but It might all still be sitting in a dusty box somewhere if not for Dwight Sr.’s grandson, George Ingmire. Two years ago, he started rummaging through a tangle of film spools he inherited after his grandfather’s death in 1995.
Instead, an unexpected audio tape caught his attention. On it, his grandfather’s voice is telling a story. Trying to explain. Describing his son, Dwight Core Jr., Ingmire’s uncle.
Here is a link to the whole story: Home Movie Now a Slice of Americana
The film is in two parts:
I urge all of you to watch this amazing video. So much of it hits me hard [in a very powerful and positive way].
The point when his father talks about not being able to teach his son and they decide [which was basically the only option at the time in the 1960s] to send their beloved son to a school where people are 'trained to handle' children such as "D" just broke my heart.
I am so blessed that I am schooling my daughter at home.
and when "D's" sister talks about the loss of her Mother......I flooded with tears, as I struggle everyday with the fact that my own beloved Mother is gone. It is the hardest thing that has ever happened to me in my life. My Mother was such a huge part of my life...she was a spirit that just radiated joy and hope.
and Burney, if you are reading......when I watched this video I immediately thought of you. I love you so dearly.....and I'm so thankful that you were my Mothers' dearest friend for most of her life.