Trauma doesn’t wait for permission to reassert itself.
Okay, so you have me in tears, Lyle, but in a good way. I’ll be sending you a private email. Between my own kids’ health issues and being a former special educator, there’s lots to discuss if you’re open to it.
Very nice Lyle
What I appreciate so much about your writing in this piece, Lyle, is that it's so honest, personal, and real.
Lyle, thank you for sharing such a a beautiful story. As parents you essentially define your children's limits or "un-limits."
In my case while mom was pregnant with me she had German Measles (rubella) and was advised to have an abortion. She declined.
I came into the world fine for the most part except with a profound hearing loss. My parents were advised to send me away to a boarding school for the deaf. They declined and vowed I would have as normal a life as possible.
Through their hard work, many tears, and enduring faith in me I ended up being an excellent lip reader and having sufficient enough speech that most folks could understand me. From first grade forth I was "mainstreamed" into regular schools and excelled.
It was hard and it was not easy for all, including me, but I'm so very glad they persisted and had faith in me because I wouldn't be where I am without them as a fiercely independent and thriving individual who happens to be deaf.
All the best to your family. : )
As always, beautiful.
Stirring, poignant, and beautiful. My favorite yet. Well done, brother.
Love reading your work.
Wow, Lyle. That was a beautiful, sweet piece. I wish the best to you and your family.
Thanks for sharing Lyle. Beautiful piece in every way.
This was a beautiful read, Lyle. More strength to you, Allison, and Em! I look forward to when you share her first words with us. :)
This was such a joy to read!