To the little girl who held my son’s hand today at recess…
I used to wonder if Cam would ever have special friends in his life that he could turn to when he needs them.
As his Mama, I try to listen and play, and just be there for him.
Not like he does with his Mama.
Although in many ways he is just like other children his age, I sometimes wonder if Cam is starting to notice that he is different.
He is SO smart, and he notices the tiniest details in the most wonderful things.
Some things take a lot of practice, like making those same words come through the difficult journey starting in his brain and ending at our ears.
Words are not his main language.Pictures likely are, and he remembers EVERYTHING.
So, I wonder if he sees the incredible beauty in the differences and in himself.
I hope he does.
I hope that someone explained how precious it was that Cam was searching for words to talk to you. Because for him that is A LOT of work, but clearly he thought that it was worth it.
I wish that I knew your name so that I could thank you and foster your new friendship. I wish that I could hug YOUR mama or daddy (and likely your teacher) because they have given you an incredible gift that you shared with Cam today:
The ability to truly see Cam and to reach out to him in the purest form of friendship.
(Edit: Today, at pick up, your name was the first thing he mentioned when I asked about his day…)