An Afghan for Logan

I was recently contacted by a woman who found my blog through Facebook. She is the president for the International Mosaic Down Syndrome Association. She wrote this:

"In my role as president, I know many people throughout the world who do special things for parents of children with Down syndrome. One parent makes a very special afghan that travels throughout the world to go to families of children with Down syndrome. I told her about your blog and she would like to make you a special afghan for you to keep in honor of Logan."

The woman who made the afghan special for Logan, runs something called The T21 Traveling Afghan Project where they send around a special afghan to children with DS to enjoy for a while before it moves on to someone else. She has a blog that tracks that afghan. She posted about Logan and the very special afghan she made for us. You can read about it and see the afghan here. The afghan should arrive here any day. We are very excited.

I am increasingly amazed on a daily basis the comfort I receive from complete strangers. People who don't know me from Adam (or Eve) write the most profound and heart warming things to me. Words that do help, and do make a difference in some odd way. Complete strangers tap into my darkness better than people who know me in real life. It amazes me. It brings me great comfort. Who could have imagined that something so small (in the grand scheme of things) like an afghan, could bring me such happiness, such comfort. Aside from an early Christmas present from my MIL, this afghan is the first thing meant for Logan that I have received from anyone. Validation that he was real. Validation that my son existed. Validation that I miss him and need him and something to grasp. Something real. It's like Barbs's Tiny Tags, or Carly's Names in the Sand. We all want something tangible, something physical that says "This was for my child! This makes them real!" I am overwhelmed by this seemingly small gesture. I will cherish this afghan with all of my heart, and for all of my days. People will know, that afghan was for my son Logan. Thank you. Thank all of you strangers that have kept me from going under. You've all meant and done more for me than you can possibly imagine.