Welcome to Holland by Emily Perl Kingsley. c1987 by Emily Perl Kingsley. All rights reserved.

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability- to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this...

When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip- to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."

"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."

But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.

The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.

So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.

It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills... and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say, "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."

And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very, very significant loss.

But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things... about Holland.

Friday, February 26, 2010

Big Boy Weekend

My boys, Madd and Maj, are off for a fun filled trip for the weekend to Grandma Morton's house!  It couldn't come at a better time too... little Mitch has been so sick and Will and I haven't had a whole lotta sleep lately. Will is not going to last long though... my bet is he will be on his way out there very early in the morning!  Those poor boys deserve a little fun though.  We have been sick all winter long and they haven't been able to do anything fun, with the exception of our trip to San Diego... that is always fun:)  I hope they have the best time!  We will miss them but hopefully we can get some sleep (har har) and feel rejuvenated when they get home!  I hope they are good for Grandma and Grandpa, we will see!

2 comments:

  1. Aw I hope you get to catch up on some sleep. We had stake temple week this week and I got to go twice. I was thinking we should start doing a monthly temple night where we can hit up dinner then go to the Provo temple. What do you think? We can still do a movie dinner night too but I thought it would be fun to have a temple night too. I need it!

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  2. I need it too! That sounds great! Lets plan it.

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