A few days ago, I was part of a group of nearly 50 people that attended a Milwaukee Brewers baseball game in Milwaukee. Most of the people in this group had developmental disabilities. We had a wonderful time - even though the Brewers got trounced.
The following day, I was called into emergency duty to play the organ for a funeral at my church. About an hour before it began, I learned that the funeral was for a man that had developmental disabilities. I was pleased to see that the church was about half full. While I was up in the choir loft during the funeral, I experienced deja vu. While looking at the backs of people, I recognized several of the same people that attended the baseball game the day before. These people, all of whom had developmental disabilities, were at the funeral to pay their respects to a man that had been a friend, a roommate and a co-worker. I am glad that I had the opportunity to support these people during a very fun time and during a very challenging time.
We often forget that having a developmental disability does not keep one from really enjoying many of the fun things in life as well as struggling with the grief when friends pass away.
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