It's Really Easy To Fall Into The

Anyone Who Has Ever Been Able To Sustain Good Work Has Had At Least One Person--and Often Many--who Have Believed In Him Or Her. We Just Don't Get To Be Competent Human Beings Without A Lot Of Different Investments From Others.

We've Forgotten What It's Like Not To Be Able To Reach The Light Switch. We've Forgotten A Lot Of The Monsters That Seemed To Livein Our Room At Night. Nevertheless, Those Memories Are Still There, Somewhere Inside Us, And Can Sometimes Be Brought To The Surface By Events, Sights, Sounds, Or Smells. Children, Though, Can Never Have Grown-up Feelings Until They've Been Allowed To Do The Growing.

Part Of The Problem With The Word 'disabilities' Is That It Immediately Suggests An Inability To See Or Hear Or Walk Or Do Other Things That Many Of Us Take For Granted. But What Of People Who Can't Feel? Or Talk About Their Feelings? Or Manage Their Feelings In Constructive Ways? What Of People Who Aren't Able To Form Close And Strong Relationships? And People Who Cannot Find Fulfillment In Their Lives, Or Those Who Have Lost Hope, Who Live In Disappointment And Bitterness And Find In Life No Joy, No Love? These, It Seems To Me, Are The Real Disabilities.

Very Early In Our Children's Lives We Will Be Forced To Realize That The "perfect" Untroubled Life We'd Like For Them Is Just A Fantasy. In Daily Living, Tears And Fights And Doing Things We Don't Want To Do Are All Part Of Our Human Ways Of Developing Into Adults.

More And More I've Come To Understand That Listening Is One Of The Most Important Things We Can Do For One Another. Whether The Other Be An Adult Or A Child, Our Engagement In Listening To Who That Person Is Can Often Be Our Greatest Gift. Whether That Person Is Speaking Or Playing Or Dancing, Building Or Singing Or Painting, If We Care, We Can Listen.