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So...grateful for this blog and the opportunity to give our testimony about our son, Paul. Our prayer is that the blog will be a blessing to you and your family and hopefully it will he a help to those families that have a disable child or adult. Our Son, Paul, is now 28 years old, and has gone though many, many issues. PLEASE pray for Paul and God's leading in his life!


May you prayerfully take our journey with us...

So Much More!!!

There is So...more in our book than is in this blog...you will read about the stuggles that we faced as we tried to rear Paul with his disabilities and still tried to keep our Christian testimony. You will be surprised and blessed when you open its pages! It is now being sold at our church's bookstore!!! Also there are now three pages on this blog with lots of info on the second and third one. We Hope and Pray This Site Will Be a Blessing And A Help To ALL!!!

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What About Paul? How I have Up My Broken Dreams By Jad Terrebonne

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Welcome To Holland


By-Emily Perl Kingsley
c1987 by Emily Perl Kingsley. All rights reserved.
(This is excellent)

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. 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.