Special Children: Facing Hard Life

In this hard life, special children really faces alot of troubles starting in the womb of the mother down to adulthood. A lot of people ask me:

"Is a special child any less of a child than a normal one? Is it ok to abort a foetus that has some defects because you are not equipped to raise a special child? Is it fair to bring a special child into the world if you are not ready to accept it and give it unconditional love?

A special child is not a curse, but a gift ... a gift which challenges us to respond with enormous energy and dedication. Finding a way to help that child, to be there in the most loving, supportive and facilitating way possible is, in effect, to express the most powerful and humane part of ourselves. Such a process is a daily, moment-to-moment treasure for all of us.

Children can have all sorts of difficulties growing up. Sometimes problems are obvious right from the start; and sometimes they don't appear until a child is in school. Some children have trouble learning to read or write. Others have a hard time remembering new information. Still others may have trouble with their behavior. For some children, growing up can be very hard to do!When a child is having trouble in school, it's important to find out why. The child may have a disability.

Life with a child with special needs presents constant challenges and stress. Inevitably, you get wrapped up in the stresses and strains of everyday life.
Marriage and family relationships are impacted. Communication problems, lack of time and energy for personal, marital, and family activities, and social isolation affect many families. It seems obvious that parents need to refresh and recharge. How does a parent get a break?
First and most critical is your own state of mind about the emotional issues. Do you feel guilty, and are you ready to deal with it? Can you trust anyone with your precious and fragile child? Do you fear that something could go wrong?
As opposed to feeling like you’re doing something wrong and irresponsible by leaving your special child with someone else, you can actually be doing the responsible thing by taking care of yourself and your other relationships.
Many people start with small breaks. Your break could be anything from a half-hour or an hour alone without children in your home, or an evening or a day out, an overnight or long weekend away, or even longer.
Second and also challenging is where to find help. Do you turn to relatives and friends or do you seek services through a public agency?

Next Writing: Part II: What help can you give? How to help them in this hard life?

Inspirations: They are the Special Persons...

Have you ever experienced someone who slapped you on your face? and someone who slapped your heart by painful words that you will never forget through your lifetime? Which is harder to forget? Which is more painful? Which?

"Words are hard to forget.."

"My tears slowly flowing on my lonely face When I remember my sacrificer, supporter and my defender: my sublime mother"

"Every time my father speaks.. it touches my heart but touches like a knife that slowly breaking my baby wings to fly higher through my beautiful dreams"

"One night, I was about to sleep because I'm so tired from graveyard schedule of work. I'm so weak so I lie down. I wake up, its already late in the evening. So i stand up to eat my dinner.

When I start to eat, my father saw me. He said: '"I'm not proud of you, maybe you are not also proud of me.your like a foolish teacher"..
My ears slowly ringing on, my heart slowly bleeding, my mind is slowly blocking.. I don't know where those words came from.., but all i know, Those words stop me from dreaming for myself, for my family and for our future..."

I slowly walk outside the house, not even finishing my dinner. My eyes become red and i feel water flowing down my pale face. I can't stop it, I need to release this.

My heart is under madness and hatred, they slowly eating my whole life..,
Suddenly, i hear the whisper of God, comforting me and letting me express what's inside my sad heart..

I pray, but hope is still on the ground and i don't want to pick it up. Why should I? Why this?
My heart is still burning, its so heavy,.. so heavy.. so heavy... that I can't carry..

I almost pack up my things and ready to leave. But suddenly, I remember my mother, my tears flow again. I stop for a while and say: My mother!, I still have her, my brothers and my sisters"

Hope reigns over me again.. I know, God is on my side so He touches my mind just to remember them....

My father... I don't know how to face him: how to... I don't know.
Time can heal everything, time can only tell, time can only do it.. and God can only Make it!!!..

I still have THEM..,, I need to continue life...