I have been in Blockbuster several weekends and seen a gentleman with down syndrome getting movies with somebody who was obviously his caregiver. I have also seen them in a few other locations around our small town. As Sam gets older I find myself checking these people out, trying to decide if the people are nice or not, which agency employs them....that kind of thing. This guy is really good with, and to, his client. Very kind. Very patient. Today, I was filling my tank with gas when lo and behold that gentleman and his client were in the car next to me. Feeling it was kismet, I introduced myself, explained my situation, said I was interested in finding out who he worked for and if he might be interested in working with Sam. I also apologized for seeming so nosy and staring at them when they were out. He gave me all the information I asked for and then said it was ok that I was staring, but he had hoped I was staring because I was interested in going out with him. He said I should call the agency if I needed help with Sam and keep him in mind as a backup plan if things didn't work out with Matt. Made me blush ten shades of red and feel embarrassed and flattered all at once. Mom said I am not allowed to use Sam as "man bait." Josey asked, "Did you tell Matt?" When I said no, she said, "Well I wouldn't" in a total teenager-of-a-lame-mom tone. Max just shook his head in disbelief. This all has absolutely nothing to do with today's thank you. I am only telling the story because 1) EGO BOOST! 2) I am not giving details about today's thank you and didn't want you to feel gypped by a short entry after several days of long ones. 3) I'm hoping you don't recognize there is no autism awareness link. I would hate for you to think I got lazy because it's Friday.
Thank you Teresa and David. Mostly Teresa because it was her handwriting and because she has no genetic obligation.
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