I’m No Saint

I saw him the moment we walked in the gym – an older man watching my son. When you have a kid with disabilities, it isn’t unusual for people to stare or watch them. My son, Joey, is often stared at – I typically feel we are the stage show of the waiting room. The way I handle this depends on the day. Sometimes I engage them, other times I ignore it or if it’s really obnoxious, I might position…