31 for 21, Day 8 . "welcome to holland" "i want italy"

When becoming a part of the Down syndrome community, it doesn't take long before you become familiar with the poem, "Welcome to Holland".  I remember the first time I read it.  I related to many parts of me, but then I got to the end. 

And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."

And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away

And that just didn't sit well with me.  At that moment, I wanted Italy.  I wanted Italy so badly it hurt.  I cried for Italy.  I longed to go back to the morning of April 27th, because when I woke up that morning, I was in Italy.

 But, because I know that I am not the One planning my life.  And because I know that my plan is not God's plan, I also knew that this IS where I was supposed to go.  And the pain of that WILL go away, because I believe in a God who is bigger than that.

So here I am today, living in Italy.





We had our Buddy Walk today, and if I hadn't been up since 5:15 this morning, I would have uploaded pics and posted them.  But.  I. Am. Tired.   It was a good one, though.