My son proudly carrying the American flag.
Before your, as promised for every Sunday, ” Good News “ story, an apology.
I have been pretty sick all week and not quite fully functional, so my communications with all of you have really suffered.
I truly regret this, as all of you and this Blog mean the world to me.
Reading about what this Museum is doing for those with physical limitations, or who are physically challenged, while I was so sick this week, made me truly grateful to be alive and feeling pretty guilty for my indulgence in self-pity.
It also brought back a flood of extremely good memories.
You may be wondering why this week’s story, is NOT about a wild animal, it is instead about a unique place that could be a beacon of light for others to follow.
Reading about it made me smile, when I felt so awful, I hope it will do the same for each of you.
There were three connection points in this story to my own life that will explain why I chose it.
As you may know, my education was in Anthropology, point one in the connection here and you may also remember, the story of my son and his heartfelt comments upon seeing a blind child, connection point two.
As a former Nurse, I can honestly say that what this Museum is doing, is such a refreshingly welcome and positive approach to bridging the gap between the two worlds of those with and without, physical limitations, connection point three.
Raising a child with physical limitations was challenging and having facilities and opportunities such as this one, was always a blessing, which was never taken for granted.
We need so many, many more just like them.
When my young son joined the Cub Scouts at his ” special ” school, his small Troop needed a Den Mother, so I volunteered.
This decision began a lifelong friendship and presented an opportunity for personal growth for me and for him as well.
Our little Troop did things others said that we could not or should not do, like taking a field trip to the Van Nuys Airport with our boys and their varying degrees of physical limitations.
I can still remember standing at the base of the Control Tower with one of the Control operators who looked at me and then at the boys and said, ” you want to do what? “
But, he saw the look in my eyes and within minutes, every one of those little Cub Scouts was up and in that Tower.
They had the time of their lives and made memories for a lifetime.
What they learned that day was, that if you want something, regardless of your physical limitations, if you really want it bad enough, nothing can stop you.
This was the lesson that I repeated to my son his entire life, that nothing could ever stop him, if he wanted it bad enough.
And as he grew into a man, I can tell you, nothing ever did.
He has accomplished some pretty unbelievable things in his life, despite what could have been severe restrictions from the confinement of a wheelchair.
This inspiring story about a very special Museum in Pennsylvania, made me remember those years as a Den Mother to some remarkable little boys and a Co-Den Mother, whose son also had physical limitations, and who to this day is still one of my dearest friends.
Please do enjoy the story: Please Touch
Wow. What a great way to start my Sunday. Thank you for sharing. I will have to tell my father. He was a very active Scout — went to the first world jamborees in Europe as an Eagle Scout. He had no money to do this, but a community member heard about his desire and got East-man Kodak to help send him. (He lived in Rochester, NY) They gave him a camera too. But this story is so touching (no pun intended, really — but well meant, in the deepest of ways), so lovely.
You are so kind to share that sweet story.
Thank you for the good thoughts Karen.
Thanks for sharing your story, a true inspiration. Have a marvelous Sunday.
You have a beautiful day as well~
Thank you for sharing and just look after yourself while recovering – you owe us all nothing! May you continue to mend, MM 🍀
Thank you MM.
Just a really nasty chest cold. Feel like a slug right now!
Tired of being sick! Want to breathe and NOT hear any noises!
Well look after yourself then 😃
Very moving in so many ways. Didn’t know you had a handicapped child– you don’t look old enough to have one who is a man. I am sure he is courageous and a fighter like his mom. Feel better.
Thank you for the kind thoughts and yes, he is a tower of strength~
He had to be, to survive all that he has been faced with since birth.
And may he/she Bless you as well~
Great, great story. You’re a real hero (or “heroine,” if you prefer that term).
You are so kind, but the real Heroes are those who despite their limitations, will not ever give up or accept defeat.
What an Inspiring story,thanks so much for sharing it with us 🙂
Thank you Adam.
A beautiful and inspiring story. My salutes to you and to the brave young man!
Many good wishes.
P.S. I wonder if you would like to read a blog on personal courage of a brave young man who is known to me personally:
Thank you for your kind words. Your story was indeed very touching~
Thank you for yet another great post 🙂 Merry Christmas
Sorry to hear you a have not been well. Hope your chest cold has cleared up. I know they can hang about for a while. What a lovely story, so uplifting and positive. Thank you for sharing your experiences. I think it is so important to read something positive from time to time.