Loving Real Inclusion

I experienced inclusion before I knew the word. Growing up, Kelsey was my cousin, not a person with a disability we had to include. She had things that made her similar and things that made her different. Our family knew music made her happy and big noisy crowds annoyed her. We knew she loved riding on boats, but that they would need to be accessible. Like the rest of us, she had moments when she was super social and moments when she'd rather not be bothered. For our family, it was just natural ...