Laying Low

August 02, 2007

Laying Low

We are going to be without internet for a few weeks, so this is going to be my last post for a bit. We are all doing well, just beginning to settle into our new home. We have discovered that unlike the States, it is quite a process to get someone to come hook up your cable and internet services. (I was not expecting that.) It is finally feeling summer-y and we are enjoying the beautiful weather. This weekend will be spent exploring our new neighborhood.

Hi to my family on vacation in Cape May - we miss you all and wish that we were there with you!!

Also, HAPPY (belated) BIRTHDAY to my sister-in-law Laurie!!! Enjoy some Starbucks & Chipotle for us.

Comments

Laura said…

And a hello to the Cape May-ers too! I'm finally getting a chance to catch up on the blogs, and I LOVE THESE shots of your kiddos! Oh, yes please with the "Mummy" thing too. That is too cute!

August 4, 2007 at 1:23 PM

Ellen said…

i'm going to be in withdrawl without your blog!!! hurry back!

August 7, 2007 at 9:11 PM

Laurie said…

Had the Starbucks and the Chipolte today. Sorry! Your post was-should I say-rebelish!

August 7, 2007 at 10:56 PM

michele said…

hey girl! i miss you being off-line, but i'm keeping up with your Blog and thinking of you! i feel your pain in waiting for internet hook-up!! love you!!!

August 13, 2007 at 12:14 PM

Welcome to Holland

By 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. 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.