The Foundation - Building Blocks of the Future

I get asked a lot "how do you do it?". I always assume they are addressing my having 3 boys, and I say that "I am very lucky to have been able to leave my full time job so that I could focus my efforts on raising my 3 boys". A few days ago though, I was asked the same question, but just felt the context of the question was different. They were asking, indirectly "how do you keep your sanity while managing your child who currently is dropping to the floor while simultaneously trying to run away, with a scream so high pitched the neighborhood dogs think they are being summoned to a party". And that's when I smiled, counted to ten, picked my boy up, told him "no" again, and said "with patience and perseverance".

The thing is, having a child with special needs is more rewarding than it is difficult. There are times when we think that we won't get through a certain phase (Potty Training for instance), or when we feel in our hearts how much harder raising C has been in comparison to the other 2, BUT... the joys that child has brought our family, the humor, and humility he shows us everyday, the life lessons he has taught us, are more valuable than any number of life experiences previous to having him.

What does the Future Hold? 

 

I always knew I wanted to be a mom. I wanted to be a great mom. I wanted to be the house that all the kids in the neighborhood had to come to. I wanted to be the confidant, the friend, the stern voice, when needed. I knew my destiny was motherhood. I have said so many times before, that "the diagnosis" was life changing. We had to go through the stages of grief, to realize that it wasn't just C's future that we no longer had a clear vision of, but our future as well. I think the hardest part has been long term planning, taking each day as it comes. I am a planner, and not knowing what life will look like in 15 years has been frustrating.

The thing is, none of us really know what our future holds. We have all asked, "what does that mean for my child's future?", but we can't really determine any of our children's future. We lay the foundation, but ultimately our children are the one's that pave the path to their own destiny. I always envisioned A as an engineer or architect. He can build intricate and extravagant creations from Lego's, he has always had the ability to do so. He, however, has always expressed interest in acting, directing. From the time he was a toddler, he would set his toys up on stage, and direct us on how to act, what to say. We thought it was just a phase... really, what 2 year old understands what actors do, and have interest in that field? Well he persisted, and despite my dreams of MIT, he has paved his own way, and wants to pursue acting. After 10 years of interest, it is our responsibility to help him go after his dream.

When we get "the diagnosis", we grieve the "what could have been", then we try to reinvent, "what will be". We focus our efforts on fostering our children's abilities, how to ensure a fulfilled life, while still balancing our personal dreams and goals. It repaves our future, and lays a new foundation for our way of life.

BUT... in those moments of reinvention, come moments of triumph, hope, light, laughter. There will be many bends in the road. There will be times where we aren't strong enough to go on our own. In those times, we will rely on our family, our friends, our own support network to help us build and rebuild our foundation and path. And in the meantime, we will continue to take each challenge in stride, we will cherish each of moments of triumph, no matter how great or small.

A Book in Progress

Preface:

 I started writing this a few weeks ago. I am not sure where I was headed, other than I have this continuous thought, that no matter how I plan, how many questions I ask, I will truly never know what the future holds for our family. I will never know what the future holds for any of my sons... They will learn, grow, and make decisions that will guide them towards their future, and I am here as a support, as a mentor, I am here to instill the values, beliefs and morals that are important to me, but just as I have done, as I have grown older, their beliefs will become individualized to fit their needs. We crave to know our children will be contributing members of the community, but to know, is different than to hope. To want is different than to be, and only time will tell what the future holds. 

I have spent so much time with this internal battle - praying to know what will happen, and allowing myself to live in the moment and do my best to guide the best possible outcome. For reasons beyond my understanding, I worry about C much more than my other 2 children. I know A and O will have bright futures, though I don't know what that really means, but with C, it seems blurry. I struggle allowing myself to believe in a future that I don't yet understand. I worry that by believing, I may become complacent, allowing something to slip through my fingers. By hyper-focusing on the future, I fail to look at the amazing and everyday accomplishments taking place right before my eyes, and with all of my children. 

So in summary, I like the turn this piece took. I like the reminder that we all have a book in progress, and it is up to us to update the pages, ensuring the outcome we desire. We pass the book onto our children to write on their own, as they take the reigns of decision making, and as we pass the torch, we embark on our own new chapter. 

Sometimes we just need to be able to say what we are thinking, out loud, with someone listening. Someone who won't judge, someone who understands, someone, who though may be on a different journey, may also be traveling on a parallel path.

Telling our story brings me peace, gives me hope that by telling our story we will give others the same confidence, the same ability to share. Sometimes healing lies in hearing words hard to say, and spoken out loud. Sometimes joy is found in moments that seemed inconsequential, but meaningful none the less. Sometimes not speaking, but listening to others stories gives a sense of relief, that you truly are not alone.

Our story will continue, there is no end, the book will continue to be written, and the plot will constantly change. We continue to work hard to better ourselves, our family and help those around us understand how our story is just the same, and yet different from theirs. No one comes with their story written from start to finish. We choose different paths, leading us to different destinations, and while on our journey, we change the setting, the details, and the content of where and why our story takes place.

We sometimes try to jump ahead, to get a sneak peak at what the outcome may be, we plead to know the ending. We ask those around us, to give us a glimpse of the end destination of the characters headlining the show, but as we know, there is no definitive outcome. As the story takes place, the end is constantly changing, shifting. What may be the end today, will surely be different tomorrow.

And so we share, as we experience, we hope that as we share, we help to guide the outcome for not just ourselves, but those around us. And just like any good book, the end will provide us yearning for more, wanting to savor each and every detail, and a desire to relive the past chapters, have one last visit with the characters we grew to love.