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Sunday, February 20, 2011

No offense to Holland...

A few people have told me about this story that serves as a good analogy of explaining the initial shock of finding yourself the parent of a child with Down Syndrome:

Welcome to Holland

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.


Emily Perl Kingsley  1987


I felt the need to post this because tears were brought to my eyes when I checked out my favorite blog today from another mom who has a beautiful girl with Down Syndrome and saw this: 

http://www.kellehampton.com/2011/02/postcard-from-italy.html

So while Down Syndrome has made a little cocoon in our minds, it does not encapsulate our every thought and dream.  Each day we discover that Jackson is so much more than the fact that he has Down Syndrome.  So no offense to Emily Kingsley...but I'd like to think we are in Italy...we just decided to take the scenic route.  



2 comments:

  1. Thank you for sharing all of this! That IS a great analogy, but I like how you ended the blog. Jackson is a lucky little boy!

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  2. That is amazing. Thats for sharing Becky, I love your blog and all of the stories/pics of Jackson.

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