Drafts In My Head

Last weekend, a few friends and our family hied off to Subic for a quick getaway from the City. We scored a good deal for a suite at Forest View homes and we just went. No plans, no itinerary, Dan just drove and we stayed in Subic. It was good to get away from the city. I was looking forward to getting away from myself honestly. I’ve been embroiled in an issue and thinking about it has given me a headache for the past few days. Well truth be told,  my heart ached just as much, maybe even more.

I have always written how Noah allowed us to be welcomed into a community of special families. We are inspired by the strength, resilience and faith these families posses. We see the children and how they work so hard to obtain skills that we take for granted. Noah allowed us to also experience the support and love of our own friends and families. The love is fierce and the support is tremendous.

The flip side of course is a  society out there that is harsh and cruel to people with disabilities. People who  dismiss children like Noah as a punchline. People who see that persons with disabilities are not at par with themselves and therefore do not deserve any respect.

There is a draft of a post here at my blog that I have yet to publish. I’m not sure if it will ever get published at all. I wrote it while I was seething in anger and while I was wallowing in disappointment and heartache. I look at Noah and could not believe that out there there are people whose sick sense of humor targeted  people with disabilities.

But word got out.

Yahoo Philippines picked up the story first (Read here) and then just today, Philstar.com followed suit (read here)

Tomorrow the board of DSAPI together with their kids will meet with this group. I was invited to join them but I couldn’t because 1) I have work and 2) I just couldn’t in my conscience bring Noah to a group that insisted on calling themselves Monggi. Seriously, how can they even face our children with that name?

I still have a post brewing inside of me but I will wait for the meeting tomorrow to see what happens. I choose to keep mum. I’m not sure what that group will choose tomorrow. If their previous choice of sticking to a name is any indication then I will have to brace myself. For now I will wait.

And then I will speak.