Words To Live By

I was given this poem when my son was around grade 2 and diagnosed with ADHD (if that was all we had to contend with, how much easier things would be).  I read and re read it many times up to this very day, laughing and crying as I do.

Welcome to Holland
        by Emily Pearl Kingsely
   
    ” I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability- to try to help people who have not shared the 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 guidebooks 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 has been a change in the flight plan.  They’ve landed in Holland and there you must stay. 

    So you must go out and buy new guidebooks.  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 awhile and you catch your breath, you look around, and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills, Holland has tulips, Holland even has Rembrandt.   

    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, go away, because the loss of a dream is a 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.”

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