I went to a Christmas Party with the residents of Mike’s group home one year. Everyone had a great time, and I had the chance to see my brother in different surroundings than usual. He seemed to have fun; it was nice seeing him with his fellow residents and residents from other homes. There was a lot of food to eat, Mike’s favorite activity, and I even got to see him dance with one of the care givers.
I took the photo below as we were getting ready to leave. Mike’s picasso-esque look is attributable to the low light conditions, but the blurred image reminds me of how much my brother’s world is different from mine.