...my daughter has been included and accepted for who she is. She has grown in immeasurable ways because she has been loved and been able to love in return.

Last fall, my I wrote about my fears about moving. Yesterday, I learned how those fears had been answered.

"Medicine is part of culture, and so culture, good and bad, is refracted through medicine." George Estreich on medical ethics, culture, and inclusion, among other things.

We went to the zoo. It was a simple, lovely day (only made possible by Penny's inclusion in a regular first grade classroom).

William asked me what it meant to include his friend. Sometimes I'm not so sure we understand it, even as adults. But here's one picture of true inclusion.