Gabriel’s Symphony


Welcome to Holland By Emily Pearl 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 guide-books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum, the Michealangelo David, 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. All my life I’ve dreamt 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 guidebooks. And you must learn a new language. And you will meet a whole group of people you would have never met. It’s just a different place. It’s slower paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you’ve been there a while and you catch your breath, you look around and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy, and they’re bragging about what a wonderful time they had there and for the rest of your life, you will say, “Yes, that’s where I was suppose to go. That’s what I had planned.” And the pain of that will never, ever go away, because the loss of that dream is a very significant loss.

But if you spend your life mourning the fact you didn’t get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special , the very lovely thing about Holland.

You now have 1 of 2 choices…you can either pass this on and let other people catch the chills like you did, or you can delete this and act like it didn’t touch your heart like it did mine.


Love and God Bless You All.

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