Showing posts with label special needs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label special needs. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Expectations



Maybe I'm over sensitive (nah, never!) or maybe I'm just misunderstanding something, but some things have been said to me recently that made me re-examine how I explain my children's functionality and interactiveness with the community.
My boys, being overly sensitive to noise and chaos, do not enjoy participating in scouts at church. We count it as a good week if we've made it through church itself, let alone any extra curricular activities. We haven't been successful at after school sports, heck PE is too much sometimes. My younger boys love to go to Chess Club every Friday, but that's a lot more low key than most after-school activities.
It has been pointed out to me (repeatedly!!) that I am depriving my boys from great life experiences as well as "required" church activity. Then it was suggested that at the very least I need to put them in Karate.
I fail to see how forcing them to participate with a rough group of boys, that have been known to blatantly attack my children, will benefit them. I also haven't seen how the only way they will succeed in life is if they get their Eagle Scout award. And does not going to scouts make us bad Mormons? That's like saying every primary age child should take piano lessons. While it's almost comically well know that Mormons are musical, that doesn't mean that every child enjoys that activity.
It's not like I've kept my children from learning any of the skills they might learn from scouts either. We talk about the stars and the solar system, my youngest loves nature and animals, we watch and read everything we can on the history of the world, and we also do many projects involving survival skills. We just do them at the level our boys can handle.
Besides, with the world pulling us in so many directions already, is it a bad thing that we are spending more time together? I'm happy putting up the tent in the backyard and watching the stars from there, I don't need a four hour hike to make it a learning experience.

Thursday, June 19, 2008

I'll Be Your Angel

Sometimes the words to explain how I feel are hard to express, other times they just pour out. This was a moment where they flowed free.

I'll Be Your Angel
She heard his laughter long before he came
She had seen his face, she even knew his name.
This sweet little one
With the sparkling eyes
Was a child she knew well.
She looked at her son
With tears in her eyes
And said: You're my angel
I will carry you.
I will fight your battles, we will make it through.
I'll be your protector, I'll guard you in the night.
No matter what they tell me, I won't give up this fight.

As her little one grew
From infant to child
He slowly slipped away.
So softly at first
It was hard to notice
How he changed from day to day
Soon the boy
Had lost his smile
And wouldn't look her in the eye.
No matter who
She talked to,
They couldn't tell her why.

But she said:
I will be your angel, I will carry you
I will fight your battles, we will make it through.
I'll be your protector, I'll guard you in the night.
No matter what they tell me, I won't give up this fight.

Friends began
To turn away
When her child lost his voice
No one seemed
To understand
That he didn't have a choice.
Going out in public
Became a huge ordeal.
So did bath and bed time
And eating every meal.

Through the years
And all the tears
She rocked him every night
Singing in her
Quiet voice
His favorite lullaby

I'll be your angel, I will carry you
I will fight your battles, we will make it through.
I'll be your protector, I'll guard you in the night.
No matter what they tell me, I won't give up this fight.

The years pass on
And now the boy
Has grown into a man
Marching
With his momma
Helping others understand.
Until the time had come
When she faced her worse fear
Her life was at it's end.
Her angel sat beside her
Wrapped his arms around his momma
Held on tight to his best friend.

She saw him smile
She heard him say
Momma, can I help you take the pain away?
And though he did
Not make a sound
She could hear his voice, ever so clear and proud.
Saying:
I'll be your angel, I'll carry you
I will fight your battle, we will make it through.
I'll be your protector, I'll guard you in the night.
No matter what they tell me, I won't give up this fight.
I'll be your angel.