Our Journey Raising Two Children with Special Needs

This blog chronicles our life raising two children, Nicholas 15, diagnosed with Prader-Willi Syndrome and Weston 18, diagnosed with Autism/Asperger's/ADHD. It's the ups, the downs, the joys, the sorrows and most importantly, the beauty of living a life less perfect, a life more meaningful.

Friday, December 2, 2011

The Sound of Angels

My husband Pete is a big guy. He is 6'1" and weighs about 200 lbs. He served in the Marine Corps and looks a lot like Vin Diesel.

Kinda scary-looking right?

I have written many times about his occasional work at the Perkins School for the Blind. Pete is a union HVAC mechanic for a Boston company. Translated into English, that means he works on large corporation heating (H), venting (V) and air conditioning (AC) equipment.

Having two children of his own that struggle with issues related to their disabilities, Pete takes his work at Perkins very seriously and works diligently to ensure the children are always comfortable.

This week, he was working at the Howe Building.

Attached to the Howe Building is the characteristic Bell Tower and the Allen Chapel. Also located in the Howe Building, is the Research Library. It was here that Pete was working independently. Suddenly, he began to hear an unusual sound. Softly, at first, came the sound of singing. As he listened closer he could hear the sound of children's voices begin to build and echo throughout the building. 

The sound of these delicate voices originated from the Allen Chapel and drifted melodiously throughout the building louder and louder until finally my big burly husband was frozen in place. He was immobilized by this beautiful sound that began to stir his soul. He felt almost as if he had been transported temporarily to Heaven...as the sound of the children's voices could only be described as angelic, with a purity of heart and spirit.

And once again my big, strapping husband puts down his tools and is moved to tears.

Bernardino Luini (artist)

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