Welcome to Holland
By Emily Perl Kingsley
©1987 by Emily Perl Kingsley. All rights reserved. Reprinted by permission of the author
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. Its 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 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.
"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be
But theres been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place full of
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
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy and they're all bragging about
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away because the loss of that dream is a
But, if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free
Updated 10/22/08