An Open Letter to all Professionals
Hello? New Teacher, or therapist, or doctor?
Is that you?
Oh hello… I just wanted to chat with you a second. To caution you. Or warn you.
Please, tread carefully.
You see, what you might not realize as you look at me, talk to me, tell me your opinions, our options, our lack of options, and your predictions of our outcomes is that; well… you see that heart?
The slightly broken, definitely bruised one?
Yeah, that’s my heart. My slightly-broken, definitely-bruised heart.
Now, I realize that as you look at me you might see…a confident parent… or an angry parent…or a happy-go-lucky parent…
You might think that I understand everything… or nothing…… or that I have all the experience in the world because I have done this before… or that I know the rules… or that I don’t know the rules and that is for the best….
You might believe… that I am high maintenance… or overreacting… or maybe neurotic… or disengaged and uninterested… or that I don’t really care… or maybe I care too much…
But regardless of what you see, what you think, or what you believe, this is what you should know:
I am broken-hearted. And it doesn’t matter if it is the first day or a century later. It doesn’t matter where in the “grief cycle” I might be. It doesn’t matter if the wounds are healed, or healing, or fresh and new. This heart is bruised. Slightly broken. Different than it once was and will ever be again. And when you speak, or don’t speak, in judgment or not, my heart is out there.
Some of “us” parents… the ‘special’ ones… can be a pain in the ass. I know that. WE know that. But we are fighting a fight we never planned to fight, and it doesn’t end. We don’t get to clock out at the end of the day. We don’t get a vacation from it. We live it, everyday. We are fighting without knowing how to fight it, and we depend so much on you to help us. We have been disappointed, by you or others like you. And we are disappointed in ourselves. We are your harshest critics. We are our own harshest critics too. We are genuinely fearful, and driven, and absolutely devoted. And we also know, we need you. So please, be careful with us. Because as hard and tough as we may look outwardly, our hearts are fragile things.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Monday, April 4, 2011
Little Devil....He is such a great kid!
My Sweetie!!!!
Ethan like I said earlier is doing great!!! Looking back in the at the last 6 months, I never dreamed that he would be doing the great things after his hip surgery. But, he has such determination and fire in his belly that he won't let anything slow him down. He will be speaking on the 9th at the Apache Angel's Fundraiser this weekend!! He will be telling a room full people how hippo therapy has helped him. We sure are soooooo proud of him. To be perfectly honest their are days were SB gets on our nerves. But, it will not define the person that Ethan is and what he was born to be. HE was born for greatness!!!!
p.s. Happy to my Paw Paw Terry he turned 69 on the 31st of March!!!
Field Trip....to Country Critters
Mrs. Jeannie and Ethan ...this is Ethan's Pre-K teacher!
Ethan walking down the hall at school! He is doing great! He is sooo happy that his brace is gone!! Dr.G was very pleased with everything. Dr.G told us that he has never seen a child come back like this after a huge hip surgery. He commented on how Ethan has such great determination! Ethan is doing great with his quad-canes! He is starting Miracle League baseball this weekend. He is on the Pirates...with a couple of his friends.
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