This is me 25 years ago
This is me now
25 years ago my Mom and Dad brought me into this world. Little did they know they would be experiencing life through different eyes then expected. They had no idea that their baby was going to be an amputee. I heard a parent explain what it was like to have a child with a disability. They said it is like having plans to go Italy. You do your research and find the best sights to go see and places to go eat. You save and plan and get excited about going to Italy. So of you go to Italy, as plane lands you here the words "Welcome to Holland." "Wait!!! What?" you think. You didn't plan to go to Holland you were on your way to Italy. Now that you are in Holland what are you going to do, are you going to learn about what Holland has or are you going to be mad that you are not in Italy? (This is a poem that I heard in a class I had, below is the link to read it. It is by Emily Perl Kingsley "Welcome to Holland")
I think each of us have spent time in a "personal Holland;" be it death of a dear one, surgery, school changes, health, a dinner plan gone wrong or a date you were so excited for that ended up being a total flop. These Holland experiences can make or break us. I want to share what some of my days in my "Holland" has taught me.


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