It is the end of the week. I wonder how the residents at the Gethsemane Community are doing? Are they ready to go?
Each Sunday I take the residents out to the big shopping malls for milkshakes and groceries. I encourage them to exercise their own choices in doing some personal shopping. Here, they interact with the public. In the midst of glamorous boutiques prying eyes follow us. Some look with disdain and some look with a smile. In the evening we prepare a meal and share it together.
The impairments of these residents do nothing to lessen their unique and innate equal worth. Nor, can their prognosis diminish their rightful endeavour for wellbeing, self-fulfilment and self-determination. By their side, their silence taught me the inherent dignity, worth and autonomy of every person.