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    I have a balance disorder that I’ve lived with my entire life.  Because of it, I didn’t learn to walk until I was three.  It took me longer to learn how to ride a bicycle and I never mastered roller skating.  I easily lost my balance and fell, even as an adult.  Since poor equilibrium kept me from walking a straight line, I couldn’t march in military basic training.  Over…

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    My daughter, Michelle, was born with Williams syndrome, a genetic disorder that manifests itself through developmental delays, mental retardation, over friendliness to strangers, heart and blood vessel abnormalities… One day, Michelle and I were walking through the neighborhood talking when out of the clear blue she said to me, “Mom, I wish I were normal; like you?”  That statement caught me by surprise, because I’d never considered myself “normal.”  (I…

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    In August, 1998, two months before Michelle’s 14th birthday, we witnessed God’s intervening power on a situation totally beyond our control.  At that time, our daughter had just about reached her peak maturity level, which was approximately seven-years-old.  Even then, I’m not sure she was thinking on the maturity level of a child that old. Apparently, Michelle had developed a headache.  Looking for some “headache medicine,” she found a bottle…