Often, Problems Are Knots With

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.

It's Our Insides That Make Us Who We Are, That Allow Us To Dream And Wonder And Feel For Others. That's What's Essential. That's What Will Always Make The Biggest Difference In Our World.

Of Course, I Get Angry. Of Course, I Get Sad. I Have A Full Range Of Emotions. I Also Have A Whole Smorgasbord Of Ways Of Dealing With My Feelings. That Is What We Should Give Children. Give Them ... Ways To Express Their Rage Without Hurting Themselves Or Somebody Else. That's What The World Needs.

The Roots Of A Child's Ability To Cope And Thrive, Regardless Of Circumstance, Lie In That Child's Having Had At Least A Small, Safe Place (an Apartment? A Room? A Lap?) In Which, In The Companionship Of A Loving Person, That Child Could Discover That He Or She Was Lovable And Capable Of Loving In Return. If A Child Finds This During The First Years Of Life, He Or She Can Grow Up To Be A Competent, Healthy Person.

It's Not The Honors And Not The Titles And Not The Power That Is Of Ultimate Importance. It's What Resides Inside.