There were four of them. Mom and Dad and two kids. Both kids had disabilities. One with Down Syndrome, and the other in a wheelchair with cerebral palsy. They were sitting at a table at Wetherspoons - an awesome restaurant with reasonable priced food and a large vegetarian selection. I had already made a nuisance of my self by asking a guy if he'd move to a table further in because my wheelchair couldn't make it to the available table. He didn't want to, but he did, and I thanked him for it.
It was chock a block in the mall and Joe went to place the order. Beside me were a young couple, in thier early twenties I'd guess. They looked upset to be stuck between two disabled kids on one side and me on the other. Deal with it. In the end the lost interest in me but kept glancing at the other table.
At first their conversation was solely about the relationship between adults and children. Were they biological parents to the two kids, were they adoptive parents, were they paid carers on an outing? This debate took on a zeal of it's own. They were deep into this conversation. Luckily those at the other table didn't seem to notice. They were laughing, having fun, getting food all over and finding it hilarious. The young man with Down Syndrome had a very serious level of disability but he caught the humour and the mood of the table and every now an then a loud unrestrained and unrefined laugh burst out.
Finally the two decided that given hair colour and other cues, the two adults were probably parents. That didn't end the discussion. The woman said, "Can you imagine having another child when the first one turned out ... bad like that?" Boyfriend heartily agreed. They then dove into a genetics discussion that was frightening in the calmness with which they spoke of using genetics to search and destroy.
All the while a family, because that's what it was, was having a delightful lunch together. Goodness knows those two parents work hard to care for those two kids. Goodness knows that they probably have few opportunities to just sit and relax and enjoy. Goodness knows the goodness they have discovered in themselves and others.
I wonder about the baby this couple may one day have.
And worry for it's future.