|Olivier and Louise at L'Arche, France|
Jean Vanier should definitely be made a saint.
I don't believe in saints, but he certainly does have a holiness about him and I admire his spirit and the grace in which he has conducted his life, and making homes and spaces that enable disabled people to live dignified and meaningful lives.
G-d bless Jean Vanier and L'Arche.
Outstanding article, Louise.
What My Son's Disabilities Taught Me About 'Having It All'.
"When people ask, "How are you not exploding with stress with everything on your plate?", I know they only mean it in the best, most compassionate way."
"And for those who have beautiful healthy children and gleaming new stoves, I do not discount their heartaches and worries and crises. But what bothers me is the implicit expectation: that people are waiting for our inevitable breakdown, a breast-beating howl against fate that is sure to come once we realize we'll truly never "have it all" -- because of our imperfect son."
"For all the people who are puzzled by my seeming happiness, I'll be glad to let them know my "secret."
"I'm not in denial, I'm not on antidepressants, and I don't live in a fantasy world. I have a wonderful husband and I am pursuing a career I've dreamed of since I was nine years old. I have a beautiful son, friends, and a working stove. I am not paraplegic. I have parents who, through luck and fate, had me here in the United States, and not in North Korea. I live in a time where my awful vision can be corrected with glasses. I am a college graduate. I am never hungry unless I choose to be."
"Do I have enough? Resoundingly: yes. And I ask you to take a moment: I suspect you might, too."