You know that saying, we have all heard it at one time or another. I am witness to the fact that it is true and there are times when things happen that help you to realize that fact. I had such an experience this weekend.
I am is some ways a supermom. Anyone who knows me, knows that truth. It is the truth for a couple of reasons. First, there were things about the way I was raised that I didn't think were right or fair and I wanted to do better, that is normal. The second is that both of my children are special needs. My daughter was diagnosed with ADHD/LD in the first grade. My son was diagnosed with ADHD/EBD at age 5. Since rarely does the apple fall far from the tree, it was also apparent to me that this was something that my family has had to deal with in one way or another, always.
This second reason has caused me to feel the need to educate myself to help them get the services they need. It has also caused me to become very defensive and protective of them. Because I know that being overprotective is easy to do and almost a natural reaction to the situation, I have also worked very hard to be as objective in making the decisions I have made.
As a part of this learning process, I have come across people who did not understand what it was like to have children with these types of disabilities. Both family and friends had often wanted to give their "help", most of the time, unsolicited. Now this brings us to this weekend.
Some of the people who were not very understanding and gave me a hard time were members of the church I attended. This weekend I saw one of those people. Someone who I had respected when I first came to that church. this person eventually became someone who I dreaded seeing and over the years I have held some hostility for, because of the conflicts we had over my son.
I was very interested that during the service on Sunday morning that when this person , who had been asked to pray. In that prayer, was mention of forgiveness and reconciliation. I really heard that this person was trying to talk to me. I went to talk to them, after the service. That person said something to me that I thought I would never hear. I heard words of praise and support for all the work that I had done to support and help my son. They also offered prayers of healing and wholeness for my daughter who struggles.
Needless to say, I was flabbergasted and in tears. I have only been able to tell the story and Praise God since that moment. I have been thinking a lot this year about how there are so many changes going on. This incident was more proof to me that 2007 is a year for change for me. I believe that God is moving in my life.
