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I have never understood the mystery of Black Friday.  I know that back in ’99 when I was pregnant with the triplets, my husband offered to go to a sale for me to get some toy and when he returned promised to never go again. So I never asked him nor did he offer.  Well, this year since we are on a budget, I looked at the ads and decided to give it a try.  I was systematic.  I put down all the times the stores opened, then planned my list and then checked to make sure I was with in budget.  Then off to bed I went with the alarm set at 4am.. YUK!!! So I didn’t get up until 4:15, but I was out of the house by 4:25 and at the stores by 4:35.  So not too bad, then reality hit.  There were lots of other crazy folks out…

Parking was at a premium, but I managed to get a decent spot.  Then it was off to the store with my list.  I found everything and then found the lines.  Oh boy what a mess.  So to make a long story short, I spent more time in the line than I did looking for the gifts.  I did meet a very nice family from Canada which helped make the time pass.  So I checked out and then made my way to store two.  There I meet a very nice woman and her friend who offered to go and get me a donut from the front of the store, since I was by myself.  I just was overjoyed by the kindness of these strangers and the season.  Then we started sharing stories of the shopping day.  This woman was an EMT and had started at another store.  She told me of a woman who had run her basket into an older elderly woman when she didn’t move fast enough.  Could this be where the concept of Black Friday began? With folks showing their” good” side?  Oh well, I was fortunate, that so far all I had seen were kind people who cared about their families and were willing to share some time with a stranger.

The best part of my day happened in stop number 6.  I was at a sports store picking up a snowboard and new skateboard for one of my sons and found myself behind a couple, a few years younger than myself.  They were purchasing ski cloths for their kids and me being me asked what exactly you need for skiing.  Since I’m from Texas and snow is not a big thing for us, I really don’t know much.  Anyway the husband was very nice and talked a great deal and then I mentioned that I had triplets.  The conversation just turned naturally to children.  The man’s wife kept looking back and I think really wanted him to just be quiet.  Finally I mentioned that two of my triplets are identical with Down’s syndrome and then the whole world changed.  All of a sudden we were talking about schools and our dreams for our special children.  It turned out that their youngest son, while not Down’s also is MR.  We talked about our hopes and dreams and the ignorance of people who don’t have special children in their lives.  I came to realize that as much as Paul and Alex can drive me crazy and as much as I hate them still being in pull-ups, I wouldn’t change a hair on their heads.  While the boys present challenges, I sincerely hope that their siblings and those who get to know them will understand that there is something special about them and the way they see the world. 

So black Friday which for some is a nightmare, had become my way to reach out to others,  I met some wonderful people who shared the shopping experience with me.  And I in return, made them laugh and hopefully let them know that they were not alone in a world that is sometimes ignorant and uncaring.

Have a wonderful Weekend

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