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I think I can…I think I can

Posted by on May 30, 2012

Today I feel like I can do it. I will be his superMom. Tomorrow may be a different story but today, I feel like it’ll be ok and we can do this.

6 Responses to I think I can…I think I can

  1. Shannon S

    today is all that matters, one day at a time

    • LJ

      True. It’s hard with a planner and type A personality but I’m trying. ­čśŤ

  2. Danielle

    We can take it one day at a time. If that is all that we can do, then do it, right? At least that is what I am telling myself right now.

    Thinking of you and your beautiful family, L.

    • LJ

      That’s so true D. It’s all we can do. Hope for the best and take it as it comes.

      I’ve been following along from afar and thinking about your beautiful kiddos. Hang in there.

  3. Lisa

    Love these words:

    WELCOME TO HOLLAND
    by Emily Perl Kingsley

    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.

  4. Lisa

    ugh…I ment to to quote the last three lines…..

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