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On Wednesday night after orchestra practice as we pulled in to the garage, Cole asked the first of what I know will be many questions regarding the uncertainty of Zella’s future.
“Will Zella ever learn to drive?”
“No,” I said. “Zella’s brain is different from yours and it won’t really allow for her to be able to learn that skill.”
“But she will have kids, right?”
“No…but you can have kids and Zella will be there to play with them.”
“Yeah! By the time she is 28 I’ll have kids and she can play with all of them!” he said happily.
And that was it. In two minutes Cole had successfully reconciled what, for Jake and I, has been many months of agonizing over Zella’s future. He wasn’t upset or sad at what we had said, but instead Cole took this new reality and seamlessly integrated it into his new dream for the future. Cole knows that driving a car isn’t everything and that growing up and getting married and having children isn’t the only acceptable option either. Each life here on earth has a purpose, and none of these lives will be lived out identically. Different shouldn’t mean better or worse, important or insignificant. He made us unique so that we can each fulfill different parts of His master plan.
