At 6, I Promised My Best Friend with Down Syndrome We’d Go to Prom Together 12 Years Later, Mom Said I Could Go with Him 0nly on 0ne Condition…

how difficult life can become.

We don’t think about judgment, social expectations, or the opinions of other people.

We simply say what we mean.

Then we grow older and complicate everything.

We start worrying about what other people will think.

We allow fear to make decisions for us.

We forget that friendship isn’t supposed to be based on appearances or other people’s expectations.

That night reminded me of something I never wanted to forget:

A person’s disability does not define their ability to be a friend, make memories, or experience meaningful moments.

And sometimes, the most important thing you can do for someone is simply treat them like the person they have always been.

Twelve Years After That Pinkie Promise

When I was six, I thought I was promising my best friend that we’d attend a dance together.

I didn’t realize I was making a promise about friendship.

I didn’t

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