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, May 28, 2010

THE GRADUATE



The big Maddock man did it!  He graduated from Kindergarten!  We are so proud of him!  The program was too cute, they sang songs about what they learned all year and they each had a little part to say.  He had his assessment the next day and he is officially a 1st grader!  WE ARE SO PROUD OF YOU MADDOCK!

Here he is getting his diploma!  Proud moment!

Here he is with his teacher, Mrs. Price.  She was such a great teacher and Maddock loved her!  Thank you Mrs. Price!



1 comment:

  1. Congratulations on Graduating from K! Cy starts pre-school this fall. We are a little nervous - he knows his alphabet and numbers BUT he definitely has the Carmichael - big energy - never wrong - personality!!! We hope he behaves ok! He is REALLY struggling in Primary with behavior!!! SO fun getting to be in the Presidency and watch all of that - not! One Sunday I had to stop conducting so I could wrangle him! He is precious - just terrible at sitting still and waiting for his turn!

    Your trip to Thatcher looks like it was fabulous!!! I'm so glad you were able to go!!!

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