Many years ago, I was in the park and I saw a girl I vaguely knew. She was there with her younger sister, who clearly had Down syndrome. I watched them for a few minutes, my respect for this girl increasing by the second as I observed her patience with her little sister. I remembered that I once heard somewhere that Hashem gives kids with special needs to special families and for a moment, I felt a stab of… I don’t know, was it envy? The little girl looked so cute! She was smiling and offering hugs to everyone she met. I remember thinking to myself that if my mother had a baby with Down syndrome, I wouldn’t be ashamed or embarrassed. I would be proud and excited from the very beginning! I would always have patience and be as wonderful as this girl in the park.