When I Chose Hope: Eugene’s Story
When my son, Eugene, was seven months old, I noticed something didn’t feel quite right. He wasn’t able to sit up on his own, and as a new parent, my instincts told me it was time to ask questions. I took him to the doctor, and we were soon referred to a specialist.
That referral changed my life.
It was there that I learned Eugene had Down syndrome. The words themselves were overwhelming, but what stayed with me most was what the specialist said next: “Put it away and get on with your life.” In that moment, I felt dismissed, confused, and completely alone.
I went home and did what so many parents do when faced with the unknown—I searched for answers. I spent days researching, reading everything I could find, trying to understand what this diagnosis meant for my son and for our family.
Armed with information and determination, I returned to our pediatrician. Unlike that first experience, this doctor took the time to explain Down syndrome in detail and answered my questions with care and respect. By the end of that visit, I looked him in the eye and told him plainly: I was keeping my son.
Around that time, I made a promise to God—a promise that came from both fear and fierce love. I promised that I would care for Eugene for as long as I lived, and that when my time was done, God could do whatever He wanted with me.
Not long after, we were introduced to Dr. George Green, a man who would become our angel. Dr. Green treated Eugene not as a diagnosis, but as a child full of possibility. He worked alongside me, offering guidance, compassion, and most importantly, hope. He helped connect us with organizations and resources designed to support families like mine—families who simply needed someone to believe in them.
Looking back, I realize that while Eugene’s diagnosis changed the course of my life, it also introduced me to a community, a purpose, and a deeper understanding of love than I ever imagined. What began as fear slowly transformed into strength, advocacy, and gratitude.
Eugene has taught me that no one’s story should ever be “put away.” Every life matters. Every family deserves support. And sometimes, angels appear exactly when we need them most.
-Kathy Mund


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