The Life and Times of CE

Over the years I have read a number of books about the state of life, society, and personal awareness today. And often times the pictures are very grim. That those quieter days of the past are gone, and we live in a world today that is full of fear and uncertainty, distrust, and lack of honor and principals. And I must admit I am often transported in my mind to see and focus on what is wrong with our society today, not what is right~

 

But as you have said one only has to look at the sea, mountains, sky, flowers, seasons, and our children to know all that God put on this earth is still there. In place, ready for the taking to lift ourselves up and see, taste, touch and feel, the goodness in life around us.

 

And we especially should know that miracles are still there for the making and the taking, when we look at our children. Even our most difficult children. Why? Perhaps because after millineum of ignorance our eyes are finally able to see the good in our chidlren with differences. Our minds are searching and finding answers to help these children, because there are answers today.  Children who only 20 years ago were considered to be "throw away" kids. Children, teens, and adults that to most of the world had not future, would never fit in, would never be understood. And so they were relegated to institutions, or prisons or jails, or worse the streets. Because no one understood them, no one chose to care for them, and no one cared, because no one knew~

 

For every negative in this world there is a positive, the world is always finding a balance, if it werent, humankind would not have flourished.

 

We are perhaps some of the luckiest in this world that we were given the opportunity to turn a life around with our children.  Shape, mould and save a human life, that before might have been given up on.

 

We often feel very overwhelmed and unsure  that we are perhaps not the right choice for such

and incredible task. To see the good in a child so contrary to everything we were taught. To wrest the conscience, the heart, mind and soul of a child who seemingly has none of these at times.

 

And yet we do, and we survive lifes challenges, we accept the unpredictablity, the unfaireness, the pain, but do not let it stop us, or change our direction. Our hearts, our deep love, our unbending devotion to our kids rises us up and carries us along on a different plain.

 

I like so many of you, did not sign up for the war that came into my home, the tearing down of my illusions, the cessation of my life and stability that I had clung to, built up, depended on. And I have seen so many people misunerstand how and why I believe in what I am doing, what are my motivations are to hang on so desparately to a child who to the outside eye of opinion, is "wrecking my life".

 

 But once I stepped onto that not so popular, not dependable, not predictable, not safe path, I did not run, I did not turn around, I did not quit.

 

And  in my surprise, I found a revelation, that I was not the "finished" person I thought I was. That I had so many new unexplored parts of myself of who I am, and who I am going to be. And had I not been given the gift of my "different" child, I would never have grown, stretched, expanded as I have.

 

Thanks for reminding me of how far I have come, what miracles I have been privvy too, and where I find my daily solace. Solace that comes from around the world, from people, Moms, Dads, and family members I have never met, but I treasure, appreciate and love. Because they are there when I needed them. And they amongst few, understand who I am, what I am going through~