This blog started as a way to connect parents with special needs children; a conduit for support, education and information. I am not sure how many parents with additional needs children saw this blog. I'm not sure how many parents read this blog. What I know for sure is that I got a great deal from writing these pieces; some days they helped me keep my sanity, it seemed.
The school year is almost over and my special needs child is about to graduate from elementary school to high school. Grade seven is almost done and I don't feel as though I supported anyone, educated anyone or informed anyone, except myself. Which is fine. As I stated before, I receive a huge amount of personal satisfaction from writing this blog.
My daughter is excited about "grad", she bought a dress and has even picked out her earrings. With the job action in place, many schools have cancelled their grad, as it is considered an extra or after school activity. I hope that my daughter's event does take place and that if it does, it lives up to her expectations. She has not always had an easy time of it at elementary school, but we love the place all the same and my younger daughter is enjoying her time there.
What started as a way to help others has helped me. Sometimes when we endeavour to teach others, we are taught ourselves. The great gift of hospice work is that we want to assist the grievers but the grievers end up enriching our lives; we want to walk the road of the dying with them and they end up claiming a place in our hearts.
I called this post "aloha" because apparently it can mean "hello" and also"good-bye" depending on the context, as well as having a host of other meanings. As Sheldon on The Big Bang Theory points out, it is illogical to say that when one door closes another one opens except that sometimes, that is the case. A door that closed in my life opened up the door of this blog; a door I have come to enjoy and benefit from in a big way.
My learning disabled daughter says that I must stop blogging about her once she gets to high school. We shall see. I might have something to say about that. Aloha!
The school year is almost over and my special needs child is about to graduate from elementary school to high school. Grade seven is almost done and I don't feel as though I supported anyone, educated anyone or informed anyone, except myself. Which is fine. As I stated before, I receive a huge amount of personal satisfaction from writing this blog.
My daughter is excited about "grad", she bought a dress and has even picked out her earrings. With the job action in place, many schools have cancelled their grad, as it is considered an extra or after school activity. I hope that my daughter's event does take place and that if it does, it lives up to her expectations. She has not always had an easy time of it at elementary school, but we love the place all the same and my younger daughter is enjoying her time there.
What started as a way to help others has helped me. Sometimes when we endeavour to teach others, we are taught ourselves. The great gift of hospice work is that we want to assist the grievers but the grievers end up enriching our lives; we want to walk the road of the dying with them and they end up claiming a place in our hearts.
I called this post "aloha" because apparently it can mean "hello" and also"good-bye" depending on the context, as well as having a host of other meanings. As Sheldon on The Big Bang Theory points out, it is illogical to say that when one door closes another one opens except that sometimes, that is the case. A door that closed in my life opened up the door of this blog; a door I have come to enjoy and benefit from in a big way.
My learning disabled daughter says that I must stop blogging about her once she gets to high school. We shall see. I might have something to say about that. Aloha!
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