Meet Sasha

March 16, 2010

Meet Sasha

Yesterday we had the wonderful opportunity to spend time with another Sanfilippo family. I met Joanne on an MPS forum and we quickly connected. Her daughter, Sasha, is 11 years old and was diagnosed at the same time as Waverly. Sasha is such a beautiful girl with a captivating smile and so incredibly mobile. It was nice to finally give her a great big hug. Waverly cried the entire drive into DC, but once she was surrounded by everyone she calmed down and did beautifully. We met them at the Air & Space museum and then headed over to the Natural History museum.

Waverly & Sasha

Wavey wishing that food was real.

Admiring herself in the mirror

Joanne & Sasha

Oliver loves the tvs embedded in the floor of the Natural History Museum

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Jenkins said…

What a fun adventure!

March 16, 2010 at 4:28 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.

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