Thursday, September 13, 2012

Once a Child With Apraxia....Today.

It is a hard task, but I make it a point to not let apraxia define who my daughter is.
I allow her to define apraxia.
And defeat it.

But there are days that, like any parent with a child with or without special needs, I wonder what the future holds for my child.
How will she prevail academically?
How will she prevail socially?
Will she get married?
Will she have those really really good close friends that girls have?
What will she be like when she is 16?  20?  30?

I refuse to allow myself sleepless nights worrying because this is out of my hands.
It is in His hands.
But every now and then, a receive a sign from out of the blue.
Today, it came in the form of an email.
And today, it once again reminded me that everything works out in its own way.

Now, I'd like to share that email with you.
And if it makes you cry, makes you smile, or puts your mind at ease, then it has done its job:

"...I had Apraxia of Speech really bad when I was a child, so bad that my siblings had to translate for me to everyone else. Because I lived in a really small town and CAS wasn't really well known back then, I was treated like I was mentally slow. My teachers even held me to lower standards then the rest of my class mates, which led to learning problems down the line. I couldn't tell people that I understood them and that it was just a problem with my speech not my intelligence. The most frustrating thing was when I spoke, I heard myself saying the correct sounds, to myself I sounded like everyone else. So when people would repeat a word over and over to me trying to get me to say it right, I would just shut down. I had adults as well as kids make fun of me and I remember going weeks without talking to anyone other then my family. They only understood me because they were around me so much. My mom never settled with what, the small town doctors and school were claiming, caused my speech problems and around the time I was in 4-5th grade, my mom took me to a specialist in Phoenix, AZ and finally I was diagnosed and began speech therapy. My family was very supportive and because of them and those awesome people who were my speech therapists, most people don't even know I have it today. :)smile You kinda remind me of my mom and I just wanted to share this with you and let you know your kid is going to be fine because she has you! In case your curious about how I ended up, I graduated from high school, served 5 years in the Marine Corps, met, fell in love and married an awesome guy and had two wonderful little girls with one on the way and am now currently working on getting my B.S. in Computer Science
My mom used to tell me that the only thing that could truly hold me back was myself!!!"

Can't top that!  I am smiling from ear to ear just re-reading this!
Thank you!

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1 comment:

  1. Thanks so much for sharing this beautiful, inspiring note, Pattie. I, too, have the same questions and wonder the same things for my daughter. With her being an only child, I think about how things will be for her growing up "alone" without a sibling. I remind myself to trust in the Lord and have faith. It helps reassure me that everything will be okay. :)