tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607828889416086008.post5547543626518981..comments2023-08-11T01:53:25.410-07:00Comments on Arizona Writer: Why my son isn't special, and yours isn't eitherAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13738377880145008895noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607828889416086008.post-17818760911609057212012-04-07T11:08:40.363-07:002012-04-07T11:08:40.363-07:00I'm newly 30 with an 18m/o son. I went to coll...I'm newly 30 with an 18m/o son. I went to college for acting and was fostered a deep sense of destiny. Only recently have I begun to feel like a "grown-up" but it wasn't until after I securely grasped that I am not "special". For me, it was a state-of-mind validated by the rich and famous, "Give it your all, people will see and you'll rise to the top!" But it's certainly possible to give it your all, not get noticed and feel humiliated... or humbled. It's a big world, with lots of people who want lots of things. I've resigned to making happiness where I am, doing what I'm doing, with what I've got. I still get an sense of "special" but it's in the company of those that are special to me.Danahttp://solafar.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607828889416086008.post-19345508205324347202012-04-07T10:39:36.448-07:002012-04-07T10:39:36.448-07:00I agree with you. As parents, our job is to nurtu...I agree with you. As parents, our job is to nurture and encourage our children - not to pressure or push them or to raise them in a bubble where they never have to struggle. Every child is special in their own way. :)Bonnie Way aka the Koala Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11601183003333359031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607828889416086008.post-24789654231818367002012-04-07T05:15:41.621-07:002012-04-07T05:15:41.621-07:00Your words and images are enchanting. You've c...Your words and images are enchanting. You've created a magic world here on your blog :).unikornahttp://unikorna.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607828889416086008.post-7415700188864638912012-04-06T19:10:29.463-07:002012-04-06T19:10:29.463-07:00*hoarding
I swear I know how to spell.*hoarding<br /><br />I swear I know how to spell.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13738377880145008895noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607828889416086008.post-2330635006221295132012-04-06T19:09:06.905-07:002012-04-06T19:09:06.905-07:00Stacy: Ha; as long as they're happy, right? I ...<b>Stacy</b>: Ha; as long as they're happy, right? I agree. I've never been one to place much stock in "What will the (neighbors/other parents/fill-in-the-blank) think?"<br /><br /><b>Kasey</b>: Thank you so much! I'm so happy you liked it. Wow; I'm glad your daughter was OK. And yes. Your daughter is remarkable. So is my son, and billions of other people. All in our own, undiminished-by-others'-specialness, ways. Sharing the wonder is so much better than hording the notion for oneself. And yes, it took me a while to learn that too. My son's birth was rather dramatic. It certainly feels like you're the only one who's that lucky, you're the only one with a miracle. I think that feeling is fine. We just have to be aware that there are a kazillion other "miracles" out there.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13738377880145008895noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607828889416086008.post-35190025969278364222012-04-06T17:40:37.157-07:002012-04-06T17:40:37.157-07:00I just love this post and love your writing! I re...I just love this post and love your writing! I read it twice! I really admire your clarity and certainty. My daughter was born 4 months prematurely. I heard over and over again that she is a miracle, and came to hold that as truth. It took me years to finally understand, that every birth, every being, is a miracle, none more special than any other. Thanks for this great piece! SO excited to read more!Kasey mathewshttp://kaseymathews.com/blognoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607828889416086008.post-71429227765025872652012-04-06T13:07:20.473-07:002012-04-06T13:07:20.473-07:00I'm with Cindy. Amen. I recently told a group ...I'm with Cindy. Amen. I recently told a group of moms that my kiddo would be happy being a janitor at a welcome center — combines his love of a broom and greeting people. I faced a little schock. We'll see what he does.Stacy S. Jensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09646270238659432058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607828889416086008.post-53596640616199244832012-04-05T22:13:53.832-07:002012-04-05T22:13:53.832-07:00Cindy: Thanks!
Anonymous: Exactly. Well put. Kids...<b>Cindy</b>: Thanks!<br /><br /><b>Anonymous</b>: Exactly. Well put. Kids (and everyone) are special, on their own, through aptitude and effort and determination and love and all those very real things that make up who someone is.<br /><br /><b>Thérèse</b>: Thank you, and yeah, you're probably right. I guess I can only hope that I teach my son as many correct things as possible the first time around! :-)<br /><br /><b>Adrian Thysse </b>: I've had the same experience with my son. He's so like me in some ways, and really in his own world in some other ways. It's frustrating. It's wonderful. (And thanks for the compliments on the post and photos!)<br /><br /><b>Tracey</b>: Thank you. I think that's a really compassionate and honest thing to feel, really. Of course it's fun to be different or special when "different" means the one kid who's getting a medal or the kid who makes the varsity team. Different or special, obviously can mean many things. "Special" for "special's" sake isn't worth anything. I think that's what I was trying to get across, and I did hope it didn't come across as uncaring toward people who are taking care of high-needs children or who otherwise lead very unconventional lives. Thanks for sharing your thoughts, truly.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13738377880145008895noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607828889416086008.post-77098044211280980982012-04-05T08:50:25.637-07:002012-04-05T08:50:25.637-07:00I am going to go one step further and say that I w...I am going to go one step further and say that I would have given my left nut (had I had nuts) to have had my son NOT be "special". I don't particularly think he has gained more than he has lost in having to deal with his issues. I think that this is against all of the unwritten rules of parenting a high needs child (as I prefer to term it), but I fervently wish my son had NOT been born different. <br /><br />It is what it is. He is who he is. I love him despite his inability to be empathetic. I love him because he's my son.tracey.becker1@gmail.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09606831315390042198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607828889416086008.post-11738400082433110462012-04-05T04:59:23.630-07:002012-04-05T04:59:23.630-07:00Wow! So well said. Raising my daughter has opened ...Wow! So well said. Raising my daughter has opened my eyes to how very unique our offspring are.In many ways, our 'fruit of the loins' didn't fall far from the tree. In other ways she is so different from us (in positive ways) that we can only stand back in wonder.<br />Thanks for this post, and the many wonderful photographs you share of your son's life.Adrian Thyssehttp://bugs.adrianthysse.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607828889416086008.post-78754772256185638402012-04-04T23:18:57.591-07:002012-04-04T23:18:57.591-07:00Well that's very well put. Children learn from...Well that's very well put. Children learn from us parents and at one point they will have to dislearn everything and relearn the same or something else on their own.Thérèsehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14354559064351144704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607828889416086008.post-8995589974448321102012-04-04T19:30:18.931-07:002012-04-04T19:30:18.931-07:00This is SO perfectly expressed! To me, their speci...This is SO perfectly expressed! To me, their special talents, their essence and uniqueness *not* being magical/paranormal in nature makes it even more special. This is who they are, without impossible things or unreachable explanations...and really, it needs none.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7607828889416086008.post-36428667564437304562012-04-04T19:18:10.362-07:002012-04-04T19:18:10.362-07:00Amen!Amen!Cindyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08011749964154446809noreply@blogger.com