In this journey we refer to as life, we are faced with may obstacles. We face these obstacles daily and as bravely as
humanly possible.
A few of the obstacles are mirrors, name-calling, scales, stereotypes, and prejudice. There are canes, walkers, wheel chairs and bodies that are wreaked with pain every hour of every day. We have adjusted our lives to these walls with much effort and sacrifice.
Just when we thought we could no longer face these days filled with ignorance to our plight, a young man entered our lives. He had eyes so brilliant they rivaled the stars in the sky. He had a smile so warm, so bright, so endearing that it could melt the largest iceberg. He had a voice so pure that it challenged the sound of the angel wings. In his world there were no mirrors, no scales, no walkers, no cane, and no deformity.
We thought we had heard and seen everything and then this young man opened his mouth and began to sing. He raised his eyes to the heavens and opened his arms to us all, welcoming us to his world.
As this young man sang each song, we became engrossed in not only each song, but the pureness and perfection of the voice.
We would close our eyes, listen, and be transported to another world. In this world, if only for a few moments, we would become lost and completely happy. In this world we were not fat; we were not ugly; we were not deformed and color was no object. In this world our bodies were straight and proud and there was no need for a cane, a walker or a wheelchair. In this world our bodies, that had not gone one day without pain, were eased.
As his song ended, but the voice still echoed in our heads and hearts, we were drawn back into the reality around us.
But something magical had happened to us. In that one moment we were beautiful, we were slim, we walked tall and proud. In that one moment we needed no drugs to ease our pain. In that one moment, WE WERE FREE: a freedom brought to us by one young man with a caring heart and a beautiful voice. Freedom, if only for a few moments, released us of bonds, and pains, and stereotypes.
As we travel this journey called life, we reach out for these few moments of freedom that you, Clay Aiken, have given to us all. For this we say THANK YOU.
Denise Knott
A few of the obstacles are mirrors, name-calling, scales, stereotypes, and prejudice. There are canes, walkers, wheel chairs and bodies that are wreaked with pain every hour of every day. We have adjusted our lives to these walls with much effort and sacrifice.
Just when we thought we could no longer face these days filled with ignorance to our plight, a young man entered our lives. He had eyes so brilliant they rivaled the stars in the sky. He had a smile so warm, so bright, so endearing that it could melt the largest iceberg. He had a voice so pure that it challenged the sound of the angel wings. In his world there were no mirrors, no scales, no walkers, no cane, and no deformity.
We thought we had heard and seen everything and then this young man opened his mouth and began to sing. He raised his eyes to the heavens and opened his arms to us all, welcoming us to his world.
As this young man sang each song, we became engrossed in not only each song, but the pureness and perfection of the voice.
We would close our eyes, listen, and be transported to another world. In this world, if only for a few moments, we would become lost and completely happy. In this world we were not fat; we were not ugly; we were not deformed and color was no object. In this world our bodies were straight and proud and there was no need for a cane, a walker or a wheelchair. In this world our bodies, that had not gone one day without pain, were eased.
As his song ended, but the voice still echoed in our heads and hearts, we were drawn back into the reality around us.
But something magical had happened to us. In that one moment we were beautiful, we were slim, we walked tall and proud. In that one moment we needed no drugs to ease our pain. In that one moment, WE WERE FREE: a freedom brought to us by one young man with a caring heart and a beautiful voice. Freedom, if only for a few moments, released us of bonds, and pains, and stereotypes.
As we travel this journey called life, we reach out for these few moments of freedom that you, Clay Aiken, have given to us all. For this we say THANK YOU.
Denise Knott
