Sep 20

Ode to Special Moms – Erma Bombeck May 1980

ODE TO SPECIAL MOMS

Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures and a couple by habit. This year, nearly 100,000 women will become mothers of handicapped children.  Did you ever wonder how mothers of handicapped children are chosen?  Somehow I visualize God hovering over Earth selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to make notes in a giant ledger.

“Armstrong, Beth, son, patron saint, Matthew. Forrest, Marjorie, daughter, patron saint, Cecilia.

“Rudledge, Carrie, twins, patron saint, give her Gerard. He’s used to profanity.”

Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles, “Give her a handicapped child.”

The angel is curious. “Why this one, God? She’s so happy.”

“Exactly,” says God. “Could I give a handicapped child to a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel.”

“But has she patience?” asks the angel.

“I don’t want her to have too much patience or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she’ll handle it.

“I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I’m going to give her has his own world. She has to make it live in her world, and that’s not going to be easy.”

“But, Lord, I don’t think she even believes in you.”

God smiles. “No matter. I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness.”

The angel gasps, “Selfishness? Is that a virtue?”

God nods. “If she can’t separate herself from the child occasionally, she’ll never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less than perfect. She doesn’t realize it yet, but she is to be envied.  She will never take for granted a ‘spoken word.’ She will never consider a ‘step’ ordinary. When her child says ‘Momma’ for the first time, she will be present at a miracle and know it! When she describes a tree or a sunset to her blind child, she will see it as few people ever see my creations.

“I will permit her to see clearly the things I see . . . ignorance, cruelty, prejudice . . . and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life, because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side.”

“And what about her patron saint?” asks the angel, pen poised midair.

God smiles. “A mirror will suffice.”

May 20

Best Father’s Day [Birthday, Mother's Day, Christmas, Shower, Anytime] Gift Ever!

As the years rush by, each holiday just seems to sneak up on a person faster than the year before. For those of you with your head in the sand, Father’s Day is looming. Before you know it, you will be one of those lame last minute neighborhood grocery store shoppers buying gifts on the way to dad’s house. The retailers have caught on and are capitalizing on the frenzy. Fry’s (my corner grocery store) actually parks a cashier outside full-time on holidays – with a little kiosk stacked high with (thoughtless) gifts. Hard to believe they don’t actually have a drive-thru window yet. And forget about it if dad is out of town. Better luck next year!

So now that I’ve given you a friendly reminder, what are you getting your dad this year? Another tie? Old Spice? Dinner? What should you do? I think the homemade card is still the best. Has there been a time in your life since elementary school when someone actually made you set aside the time to sit quietly and create a card from scratch? Not only do they sit you down and make you concentrate on this important task, but you are provided with all of the construction paper, pens, paints and glitter that your inner designer could ever desire! Who here misses the smell of that glue paste or that rubber glue? Good stuff! Ahhh, kindergarten.

In my opinion, the only thing better than a handmade card is possibly a collage with happy pictures of you and your loves ones. Better yet – a combination card/collage! Unfortunately, I can’t come through the computer right now and give you a bunch of art supplies. I can’t cater lunch in a fancy conference room stocked with paper and pens and poloroids (and glitter) and lock you in until you are finished with your father’s day card/collage combo. What I can do is help you find a quick, easy and hugely appreciated gift that takes no time at all and is really fun to do.

I’m talking about digitally creating a customized photo book online. Yes, I know – this is not a new concept. Shutterfly and MyPublisher have been waiting to make you look like a gift giving superstar for a few years now. But if you haven’t actually sat down and put your mind (and your digital photographs) to work, you are still standing in line at the corner store at the last minute feeling like a loser. Give it a try now! Check out the amazing offers these two companies are offering for Father’s Day! How can you go wrong? Come on! Outshine your sister for once this holiday!

MyPublisher, Inc.
Shutterfly.com

These online publishers are just waiting patiently to make you a hero! Visit one now by clicking on their ad.

Plus let’s face it. Glitter tends to stay with a person for days and can bring about awkward questions about where you’ve been spending your lunch hour.

May 16

The Cure for My Special Needs

I’ve had the same problem as far back as I can remember. My dear Nana used to say to me, “You are such a fickle little girl!” When I got into high school, I realized more what she meant – that I was one of those people who had the unfortunate and often unfounded belief that the grass is greener on the other side of the fence. My sophomore year, I started dating, hands-down, one of the most gorgeous guys in my class. Not only was he beautiful, but he was very nice, caring, thoughtful, had great parents and he genuinely loved me. Not good enough. In college, same thing. Mike was tall, dark, handsome, extremely smart and really into me as well. I broke that off in anticipation of turning 21. I couldn’t wait for the party to start and it just wasn’t going to work if I had a ball and chain.

When I was 22, I moved to Arizona. Turns out, this place is where all of us “grass is greener” types migrate to. As I got older and tried out the boyfriend thing, I realized how annoying of a trait this was in a dating partner. It was like catch and release. Once they caught you, they were on to the next. I say that like I didn’t do it to my share of fish. I did, shame on me. Fickle girl that I was.

Now 42, I’m still (proudly) single. Whenever anyone finds out I’ve never been married, they usually think there is something wrong with me. I admit, I am a definite anomaly in this society. Turns out I have my own set of special needs. The biggest one being freedom. I narrowly escaped marriage to baby’s daddy (is an engagement real if a date is never set)? Had we actually gotten married, I would probably still be in Washington. (Pause for a HUGE sigh of relief and hand sweeping across brow).

Having said all this, I realized the other day in a sudden Oprah “ah-hah” moment that my condition has been cured, or at the very least, is in remission. I find myself completely satisfied with the pasture I am in. I look over the fence sometimes and the grass is green, but somehow not enticing. Any of the boys or men I might consider dating would only take precious time away from my favorite guy of all. One day soon, he will venture out and start his own grazing – but until then, I plan to enjoy our brief, precious mother-son time together. I LOVE YOU Phoenix Jose!

May 09

Tania Finlayson – An Angel with Cerebral Palsy Fund-Raising for the Blind

Another inspirational individual has brought tears to my eyes today. Tania Finlayson, a woman born with cerebral palsy, is doing her part to raise money for the blind. An active sky-diver, wife and mother, Tania is a shining example of a person who has not let her physical disabilities stop her from living a full life – and helping others to do the same!

Tania is raising money for Guide Dogs of America by driving her wheelchair from Seattle to Spokane, Washington (no short trip in a car, mind you). She estimates it will take her about three days. Her husband plans to ride alongside her on his bike.

To help Tania in this great cause, visit this LINK

Happy Mother’s Day, Tania. I have no doubt your son will grow up to do great things in his life, having been raised by an amazing person like you.

May 07

“I have something called ‘cerebral palsy,’ which I believe is the SEXIEST of the palsies.” – Zach Anner

I remember the first time I saw this video, I DIED laughing. I absolutely love this guy, Zach Anner, who won the honor of having his OWN reality show on the Oprah network in 2011. Unfortunately, the show was cancelled after only four episodes, but Zach has since started his own show entitled Riding Shotgun on youtube. I know he has been around awhile but I wanted to share him with those of you who haven’t heard of him. It is guys like this, living without fear, without societal limitations – who should inspire all of us who do – to follow our dreams. Go Zach! I’m your biggest fan! (And I don’t mean that in a Stephen King novel kind of way).

Subscribe to Zach’s youtube channel here!

Apr 29

You Might Be An A-hole If…

You Might Be An A-Hole If…

Friday afternoon, I found myself in a parking lot where there were three handicapped parking spots, none of which were available because three cars without placards or plates were parked there. I was picking Phoenix up and was in particular need of a space close by because both his walker and his wheelchair would need to be packed in. I could feel the adrenaline start to flow as I pulled up and blocked the first vehicle. Rolling down my passenger window, I yanked the placard from my rearview mirror, waved it at the lady in space #1. “Do you have one of these?” She didn’t acknowledge me. Didn’t even have the balls to make eye contact. I got out of my car and marched toward her. Aggressively, I waved it at her again. “Do you have one of these?” She said, “I used to…but it doesn’t appear that there is anything wrong with your legs.”

What do you think happened next? It went a little something like this.

“My son is in a effing wheelchair and you need to get the eff out of this spot.”

Yep, I dropped a couple F-bombs on some grandma (whose own child is likely on meth) who was picking up her grandkid from Tavan Elementary kindergarten. Way to make friends and influence people, Broyles. Actually, although I wasn’t successful in persuading this bitch to move, the other two offenders picked up my subtle hint and found alternative short-term parking.

I can assure you that this would not happen if I routinely dropped Phoenix off and picked him up after school. Fortunately for me, he takes the bus. The sad thing is, because I’m not there every day to police the situation, people will continue to do it. I’m only gonna be here for a sec. Just in case you are guilty of such reproachable behavior, I’m gonna give you a little common sense lesson or maybe just a kind reminder. Take it from grandma, you don’t want me to school you in a parking lot!

You might be an a-hole if….

1. You park in a handicapped parking spot for just a sec or so you can run in. Here’s the thing. You CAN run in. The person who needs that spot – the one who you have prevented from parking there – would love to have the ability to run. The likelihood is, they can’t. And because you are an a-hole, they have to find another spot. And then there are situations like mine. Because of your ignorance, I have to take my son’s wheelchair out and load him in and out of his chair behind my SUV, where it isn’t as safe. I could even hold up traffic driving by because I’m maneuvering to get him in and out of his wheelchair or walker in the parking lot with cars driving by.

2. You have a placard or a plate because a member of your family is handicapped and you cheat and park in the handicapped spots when that family member isn’t in the car. I don’t do this. I’m not gonna lie – it crosses my mind when a parking lot is super crowded. But I don’t do it.

3. You take the big handicapped stalls in the dressing rooms because you feel the need to “spread out.” I don’t care if you have a baby in a stroller or a couple kids with you. Unless one of you is handicapped, you don’t have the right. When this happens to me, and it happens all the time at Ross, I usually wait outside that particular stall so the person knows that I know that they are an a-hole. My goal is to shame them into not doing it again.

4. You use the handicapped stall in public bathrooms. I know I’ve done it – usually in airports because I’ve got a lot of luggage. No excuse. Sometimes in small establishments, I’ve noticed that there are only two stalls – and one of them is large and accessible. In this case, don’t go in there if you have major business to do. It is exactly at a time like this when someone in a wheelchair or other assistive device will come in and need to use it.

5. At the movies, you sit in a chair designated for the companion of a disabled person. I’ve kicked people out of these spots before or had an employee do it for me. A-holes usually don’t care so I’ve actually had to get assistance. Really?

The list goes on and on. Public transportation like busses or trains are places you will be put to the test. Rule of thumb here is, if someone is less able-bodied than you, stand up. Be happy that you can.

In closing, it is one thing to be an a-hole. But in most of the cases on the above list, not only are you breaking the law, you are banking some seriously bad karma. Makes me wonder if you will be so able-bodied in your next lifetime?

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