I was 20 when I had my first child. I still felt like a child myself. The day my child's doctor walked in and told me my son had the characteristics of Down Syndrome I really thought I was going to die. IT was a horrible feeling. I didn't even know what it was. I was angry and I wondered why God would crush me like that. My doctor told me I may need to considern an institution for my son.Remember this isnt the darkages and I'm a very stubborn person so I knew I'd just have to handle what I was given.That was 5 years ago. We've been lucky. We've been unlucky. Everyday I ask God why he thought I was the right one to raise this child. But this child is my son and I could not imagine one day of not having to ask God why. I could not imagine my life without my son. Our children give us strength.My children are my entire life.