3 little Miracles

3 little Miracles

Friday, November 26, 2010

Welcome to Holland

This was shared with me while I was in the NICU with our little Rachel to help me have a perspective of where we now were in life and that we weren't alone in it.  Facing a life with a disability living within our family is a place I thought we would never be, but we are now living in Holland and we are not alone.
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." says the stewardess.  "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.


  1. So beautifully said. Your life is indeed different, but it will also be filled with unbelievable Blessings that you could never have dreamed or imagined. I will be welcoming a new Grand-daughter into our family in April that is in the advanced stages of MS, and I have to admire and love my grandson that is willing to start this journey. God Bless you. Hugs, Marty

  2. Good Morning Laura Ann Sweetie...
    I write this comment through tears. You have SO touched my heart sweet friend. What a beautiful way to describe what you are going through. Holland is exquisite.

    Rachel is SO beautiful. I love her photo, and that little head band suits her to a "T". I can't decide which of you is luckier for having been brought together, you or her. It must be a tie. Isn't God wonderful? He has a special plan for the two of you, actually for the whole family. She is so beautiful sweetie, so beautiful. I thank you for sharing with me.

    You have SO touched my heart this morning. I thank you for the tears of love and happiness. Have a beautiful day sweet friend. Many hugs and SO much love, Sherry