Road Trip

Road Trip

We are driving to Ohio tomorrow morning for a visit with Matt's family. The bags are packed, DVDs are ready and the cooler is filled with snacks for along the way. We will be stopping in Columbus for a night. We lived there for 4 years, in fact Waverly was born there. It will be nice to drive by our old house and visit some memorable places. We are taking the kids to the zoo, which was a usual weekly family destination when Wavey was little. Then we will go on to western Ohio to spend a few days with Grandpa & Grandma. We are looking forward to a little vacation and we always love a good road trip.

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nAt said…

we went to the cincinnati zoo yesterday and i was sitting on the little kids train thinking about when we used to meet up at the zoo when the kids were little. made me a little sad...hopefully this weekend will still work to meet up. love you!!

March 30, 2010 at 9:57 PM

Scarlet and Gray said…

Enjoy the zoo. The Columbus zoo is one of the best! Enjoy your weekend with family.

March 30, 2010 at 10:03 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.