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Welcome To Holland


When you're going to have a baby, it's like you're planning a vacation to Italy. You're all excited. You get a whole bunch of guide books, you learn a few phrases in Italian so you can get around, and then it comes time to pack your bags and head for the airport--for Italy.

Only when you land, the stewardess says "Welcome to Holland."

You look at one another in disbelief and shock, saying "Holland? What are you talking about? I signed up for Italy!"

But they explain there's been a change of plans, and you've landed in Holland, and there you must stay. "But I don't know anything about Holland! I don't want to stay!" you say.

But you do stay. You go out and buy some new guide books, you learn some new phrases and you meet people you never knew existed. The important thing is that you are not in a filthy, plague-infested slum full of pestilence and famine. You are simply in a different place than you had planned. It's slower paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy, but after you've been there a little while and you have a chance to catch your breath you begin to discover that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips. Holland has Rembrandts.

But everyone else you know is coming and going from Italy. They're all bragging about what a great time they had there and for the rest of your life you will always say, "Yes, that's what I had planned."

The pain will never go away.

You have to accept that pain, because the loss of that dream, the loss of that plan, is a very significant loss. But if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you will never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things about Holland.

-Emily Perl Kingsley

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October 2000

TODAY
I may never see tomorrow; there's no written guarantee
And the things that happened yesterday belong to history,
I cannot predict the future, I cannot change the past,
I must use this moment wisely for it soon will pass away, and be lost to me forever as part of yesterday
I must exercise compassion, help the fallen to their feet,
Be a friend unto the friendless, make an empty life complete,
The unkind things I do today may never be undone,
And the friendships that I fail to win may nevermore be won,
I may not have another chance on bended knee to pray,
And thank God with humble heart for giving me this day.

Challenged

Some say I am disabled,
But you know that isn't true.
I simply have a challenge
A little different from you.
My slight inconvience, has taught me
Things they could not know.
Each obstacle is a victory,
Enabling me to grow.
I'm not really any different,
I cry, I laugh, I snore.
I don't want to be treated
As if I'm not a person anymore.
Out of good intentions,
People are afraid to let me try.
But sometimes I have to fall,
And sometimes I need to cry.
God gives me strength and dignity,
And the courage to be all I can be.
For He doesn't see me as disabled,
He just sees me as me.
Leslie W. Ortega - a person with MS

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