Forever Friends in an Hour
God lives in our kindnesses
My 20-year-old niece suffers from the affliction commonly called “Down Syndrome”.
She functions on a high level and even participated in the cheer-leading squad in her public school. She spells better than I do. She is funny and cute. She has a crush on a certain guy she saw on T.V. She loves collecting things and has a large collection of horse statues and an enormous collection of pretty rocks.
Recently she was a bridesmaid in my brother’s formal wedding. She basked in every minute, and although she is a funny trickster, during the rehearsal she agreed to the importance of being sober-minded during the actual holy occasion.
So many were happy for her
The other bridesmaid was a niece of the bride, a young lady about the same height and build as my niece, but only ten years old. The two young maids bonded instantly and became fast friends. Dressed and coiffed alike, pressed into the same elegant-lady mold, choreographed, required to wait and be quiet together, how could they have become anything but steadfast friends?
Several weeks have passed since that wedding — since that time of sweet, girlish friendship — but my niece has continued remembering her new friend, as she does all friends. She has spoken often…
