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.
I arise today,looking at you then I realized how tall you have grown.
Was it just yesterday that I held you in my arms.
Your laughther is a gift from heaven.
You are our light and the love of our lives.
We are so proud of the things that you cando.
It maybe trivial to some but so much more than that to us.
Now that your birthday is near I wish that God
will grant you the strength to pilot your destiny.
I wish that God will grant you the might to uphold yourself
under pressure.I wish that God will grant you the wisdom
to help you to make wise decisions.I wish that God will grant
you the best of health.I wish that God will guide you and
protect you in times of troubles.
We love so much.. We only whats best for you.
May you never forgetthat Daddy and Mommy
will always be here for you.
I totally love this duet