It still makes my blood boil. It’s been two years since we were asked
to leave a tumbling class at a local “family fitness center.” I will
change the names to protect the not-so-sensitive.
Heart break is not new to me or other parents of special needs. I
embrace the fact that I am part of a club I never intended to join. I
have accepted a different path that has opened my mind and taught me to
embrace beauty in expected places.
It is hurtful when you run into a person who runs a children’s program that is not welcoming to your own.
The most heartbreaking part is explaining to your child why you can’t return to a program they enjoyed.
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