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not flying ... Today 
Well as explained in the previous post, God tested me, everyone can call it what you want, destination, higher power or chance, is true and not why, from small I felt a great attraction for people with Down syndrome, I guess I framework that neighbor that had my aunt with the passing moments when we see it, I loved the spontaneity, to kiss and hug for no apparent reason, what If you must have a reason to show affection? now no, but they are born devoid of all kinds of shame, to teach the world, the love may comprise a human being is fantastic to see how they smile to the world nudes of any evil, even that person with a mild Down syndrome, embrace that and not want to be. When we have to learn ... it is true that when it comes to my daughter suffer, but not for this, but for being different, the company avoids all that know and use words like "poor" "I heard many times during my pregnancy "" you're crazy "" "" "You're too young" "" "You know that these children often suffer serious illnesses?" "As everybody knows, and the worst he has to say, I wonder know what step into the shoes of another? "I've never placed against or in favor almost anything, that's what I did at one time and that mark my life forever. In the days that followed the story I remember my anger towards the world, who can not look beyond your navel, you can not see the difference between words that I will not use and people with disabilities, how many times I heard, that hurt, not the syndrome, people hurt, I was not pushing, because I wanted to protect my daughter looks pitiful, of sorrows, "" Poor thing "" "if it is sad that today I am amazed every January 5 when he gets the ride of Kings and the float of the association for the disabled, for some reason I can never explain, every year since my daughter was born, syndrome child approaches her and kisses her, watching him until he disappears into the crowd and just what do with it, the latter two was the same guy, the former do not know, I am nothing more physiognomy and I try to remind me one year to another hill. No prompting them to look at it, but if I bring to my, I am thrilled to make me a lump in my throat, when approaching a smile, leave some candy in my small bag and kisses on the forehead, closing eyes, is something inexplicable, I guess to everybody, my father is not given to these Royet us every year, I am sure that not wanting to lose that kiss, that is our greatest gift of Kings or at least more honest. For 6 months I was a mother of a child with Down Syndrome, I was afraid, people and their eyes, the terror of the people and their languages, panic a few, who know that being more beautiful is the one capable of preserving inside the innocence of a child. Today my daughter knows this story, I guess she also mark for the rest of his life.
Well as explained in the previous post, God tested me, everyone can call it what you want, destination, higher power or chance, is true and not why, from small I felt a great attraction for people with Down syndrome, I guess I framework that neighbor that had my aunt with the passing moments when we see it, I loved the spontaneity, to kiss and hug for no apparent reason, what If you must have a reason to show affection? now no, but they are born devoid of all kinds of shame, to teach the world, the love may comprise a human being is fantastic to see how they smile to the world nudes of any evil, even that person with a mild Down syndrome, embrace that and not want to be. When we have to learn ... it is true that when it comes to my daughter suffer, but not for this, but for being different, the company avoids all that know and use words like "poor" "I heard many times during my pregnancy "" you're crazy "" "" "You're too young" "" "You know that these children often suffer serious illnesses?" "As everybody knows, and the worst he has to say, I wonder know what step into the shoes of another? "I've never placed against or in favor almost anything, that's what I did at one time and that mark my life forever. In the days that followed the story I remember my anger towards the world, who can not look beyond your navel, you can not see the difference between words that I will not use and people with disabilities, how many times I heard, that hurt, not the syndrome, people hurt, I was not pushing, because I wanted to protect my daughter looks pitiful, of sorrows, "" Poor thing "" "if it is sad that today I am amazed every January 5 when he gets the ride of Kings and the float of the association for the disabled, for some reason I can never explain, every year since my daughter was born, syndrome child approaches her and kisses her, watching him until he disappears into the crowd and just what do with it, the latter two was the same guy, the former do not know, I am nothing more physiognomy and I try to remind me one year to another hill. No prompting them to look at it, but if I bring to my, I am thrilled to make me a lump in my throat, when approaching a smile, leave some candy in my small bag and kisses on the forehead, closing eyes, is something inexplicable, I guess to everybody, my father is not given to these Royet us every year, I am sure that not wanting to lose that kiss, that is our greatest gift of Kings or at least more honest. For 6 months I was a mother of a child with Down Syndrome, I was afraid, people and their eyes, the terror of the people and their languages, panic a few, who know that being more beautiful is the one capable of preserving inside the innocence of a child. Today my daughter knows this story, I guess she also mark for the rest of his life. 
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