Fantasy

I have a rich fantasy life.  I always have.  Most of my fantasies are not fit for public consumption.  Let me re-phrase that:  Most of my fantasies are not things that I want my mom to read.  Maybe in a few years, under a pseudonym.  :)

Anyway, what I am talking about now is a fantasy I have for the future of Down syndrome.  

In this fantasy, Wils and Kate give birth to a royal, gorgeous, sweet baby with Trisomy 21 and they and the Royal Family and the whole world embrace this baby with no reservations. 

The baby is photographed and cooed over and no one on late night television feels the need to tell "r"-word jokes.

What would a famous-from-birth child with Down syndrome do for the acceptance of other people with Down syndrome?

What would it do for children whom, at this very moment, are living in filth and isolation and despair in institutions around the world?

What would it do for parents to be, who, today, receive a diagnosis of T-21?  

What would it do to stereotypes of all kinds?

What would it do to us as human beings?

Would we collectively become more compassionate?  

Would we start to look at our own personal prejudices?  

Would the lightbulb go off for the world that maybe, just maybe we are all one, instead of: 

black
white
brown
native
freckled
christian
muslim
atheist
gay
straight
somewhere in-between
young
old
abled
disabled
rich 
poor?

Would we start to think in terms of love instead of labels?

Possibilities instead of limits?

Would we start to see a BABY; nothing more or less than that.  Just a baby, wanting and needing love and nurturing and every chance available to grow into their potential, whatever that potential may be.

It is a fantasy, I know.

But, oh, if it were real.