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this short story was written for parents of children with disabilities, but

it applies to all types of lives. Its one i always remember when i feel

down........I was a teacher and often had parents down about their child who

is " different " . so i would give them this. When i had child of my own with

bipolar, and other illnesses.... i remembered this. And now that i have

bipolar and fms.... i get inspiration from this too. Not everyone will

agree, but its something worth thinking about

WELCOME TO HOLLAND

by 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 guidebooks and make your wonderful

plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo . 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 you 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.

Copyright 1987 by Perl Kingsley. All rights

reserved.

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I too have always loved that story. I was blessed with 2 healthy and

gifted children and appriciated where we lived. That has all changed

now between my illnesses and my daughter's BP and son's depression.

Thankyou so much for reminding me of the story! WE just have to live

where ever is decided on, by our Lord Hugs, Deb in Ohio

In Fibromyalgia_Support_Group , " Anissa "

agj2004@e...> wrote:

> this short story was written for parents of children with

disabilities, but

> it applies to all types of lives. Its one i always remember when i

feel

> down........I was a teacher and often had parents down about their

child who

> is " different " . so i would give them this. When i had child of my

own with

> bipolar, and other illnesses.... i remembered this. And now that i

have

> bipolar and fms.... i get inspiration from this too. Not everyone

will

> agree, but its something worth thinking about

>

> WELCOME TO HOLLAND

>

> by 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 guidebooks and make your

wonderful

> plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo . 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 you 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.

>

> Copyright 1987 by Perl Kingsley. All

rights

> reserved.

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I too have always loved that story. I was blessed with 2 healthy and

gifted children and appriciated where we lived. That has all changed

now between my illnesses and my daughter's BP and son's depression.

Thankyou so much for reminding me of the story! WE just have to live

where ever is decided on, by our Lord Hugs, Deb in Ohio

In Fibromyalgia_Support_Group , " Anissa "

agj2004@e...> wrote:

> this short story was written for parents of children with

disabilities, but

> it applies to all types of lives. Its one i always remember when i

feel

> down........I was a teacher and often had parents down about their

child who

> is " different " . so i would give them this. When i had child of my

own with

> bipolar, and other illnesses.... i remembered this. And now that i

have

> bipolar and fms.... i get inspiration from this too. Not everyone

will

> agree, but its something worth thinking about

>

> WELCOME TO HOLLAND

>

> by 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 guidebooks and make your

wonderful

> plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo . 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 you 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.

>

> Copyright 1987 by Perl Kingsley. All

rights

> reserved.

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I too have always loved that story. I was blessed with 2 healthy and

gifted children and appriciated where we lived. That has all changed

now between my illnesses and my daughter's BP and son's depression.

Thankyou so much for reminding me of the story! WE just have to live

where ever is decided on, by our Lord Hugs, Deb in Ohio

In Fibromyalgia_Support_Group , " Anissa "

agj2004@e...> wrote:

> this short story was written for parents of children with

disabilities, but

> it applies to all types of lives. Its one i always remember when i

feel

> down........I was a teacher and often had parents down about their

child who

> is " different " . so i would give them this. When i had child of my

own with

> bipolar, and other illnesses.... i remembered this. And now that i

have

> bipolar and fms.... i get inspiration from this too. Not everyone

will

> agree, but its something worth thinking about

>

> WELCOME TO HOLLAND

>

> by 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 guidebooks and make your

wonderful

> plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo . 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 you 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.

>

> Copyright 1987 by Perl Kingsley. All

rights

> reserved.

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