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When the doctors initially told us that our first born infant son would never walk, talk, see, or live to age ten, I thought that life was over. I had no idea that it was actually just beginning. Jacob has Canavan disease, a rare, fatal neurodegenerative illness for which there is no known cure or treatment. We were told that he most likely wouldn't live to see his third birthday. He is ten as I write this article. Jacob's diagnosis taught me with brutal force to open my eyes and to see the positive. What choice do we have? Often, our life is completely out of our control, Jacob has taught me to only control the things that I can and to just go with the flow with everything else. When I follow this mantra it's amazing what can unfold.
I love the expression "We plan and God laughs." We always seem so surprised when things don't go our way. The motto in our house is "Welcome to Holland". The phrase originated from a story written by Emily Perl Kingsley, a writer for Sesame Street. I received this just as I was trying to make sense of the fatal diagnosis Jacob been given. 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 Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting. Ten years later I can honestly say that I love Holland. Yes, we will eventually get to Italy, but we have become stronger, more resilient and wiser along the way. Jacob has taught me to take a situation, any situation and make it positive. He has demonstrated great resilience, as he has bounced back from Gene Replacement Therapy, Meningitis, Hydrocephalus, lengthy seizures, a coma, numerous neurosurgeries, and constant bouts of pneumonia. When Jacob is ill he will sleep for days on end. Nothing can rouse him, only time. His breaths are extremely laboured and just watching him attempt to inhale and exhale is painful. He continues to regain strength after each heartbreaking episode. Jacob will gather enough strength to open his eyes and form a beautiful smile. A small smile from Jacob is one of life's greatest gifts.
Because of Jacob, Jacob's Ladder was born. In just seven years this small charity created by our family has grown into a multimillion dollar foundation raising funds for education, awareness and research into neurodegenerative illnesses. Once again, my eyes have been opened to the goodness in this world. Every newspaper is filled with horrifying stories. Jacob's Ladder is about community support and love. The positive energy is contagious and every person or company that has become involved has benefited. Watching Every Move Recently I was driving my seven-year-old daughter home. Out of the blue, Beverly said, "Mom, please don't be mad at me, but I have to tell you something." I sighed curiously, answered a non-judgmentally, "What is it honey?" "When I grow up I don't want to have a child in a wheelchair." I swallowed, not expecting this discussion but couldn't help to wonder what was developing in her creative mind. I responded, "Beverly, your Daddy and I didn't wish for a child in a wheelchair either, but sometimes things happen in life that you don't expect or plan. Look how special Jacob is and look at all of the lessons that he continues to teach us every day." She was silent for a few moments, but I could almost hear the many question marks popping up in her brain. "Mommy, did you and Daddy start Jacob's Ladder because you didn't want other parents to have sick children in wheelchairs like Jakey?" I nodded my head in agreement. I didn't know how to answer that question without sobbing. After a silent moment, she asked me one more question. "Mom, when you die, can I run Jacob's Ladder?"
I knew that Jeff and I must have done something right. Our seven-year-old daughter wanted to make a difference. I didn't realize that while for months on end she was watching every move we made. We were in the midst of planning our Jacob's Ladder Giving Gala. Every night I was engrossed with e-mails, telephone calls, pick-up and deliveries. She took it all in. She listened at the top of the stairs at 9 at night when 15 of us sat weekly to discuss and plan every detail of our upcoming fundraiser. She came with me for deliveries and pick ups. I realized that she is learning this lesson by osmosis. Kids learn from their models. They learn from our actions and behaviours. They don't miss a trick Our children our so accepting, so resilient, and so honest. We should follow their lead once in a while and let them teach us. Looking through the eyes of a child, we see who we wish we could be: that unbelievable excitement they feel as they first open their eyes in the morning as they embrace the new day ahead. The appreciation of the simple pleasures in life, as they stop to examine that rock or stick lying by the roadside. Children are immersed in the moment. Their highs are so high, and their lows are so low yet only lasting for a moment until something wonderful breaks the spell to bring them right back to the wonderful moment again. Trip to Italy For my 40th birthday present, my husband Jeff offered to take me on a special holiday trip to Italy. I couldn't believe it. I accepted it with great appreciation. Later that week, I was tucking my four year old son Ben into bed. We had just completed reading Green Eggs and Ham for the 89th time, and I lay silently beside him stroking his back as he fell into dreamland. I looked at his sweet face and began to sob. I couldn't even fathom going on seven hour airplane ride across the Atlantic for a week. Who was I kidding? I walked down the stairs and asked Jeff, "Is this birthday present about making dreams come true?" He smiled at me, knowing full well that there was no way we were going to Italy. After 13 years of marriage he knew me well. "If this is about making memories and granting dreams," I said, "I do have one wish. I would like to take our family to Disney World while Jakey is still with us. I would love to take him to Disney with his sister and his brother and we can create a very special memory with all of us together as a family." He smiled and promised me that my wish would be granted. I was offered the dream of visiting Italy, and I chose to stay in Holland. This essay will appear in Liz Pearl's Book called "Living Legacies for our Daughters: An Anthology of Contemporary Canadian Jewish Women" Published: Sunday, December 09, 2007
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Thank you
Your story has put things back into perspective for me. I have a 12 yr. old son w/ Aspergers and everyday is a challenge for both of us. He is a wonderfully sweet natured boy and I count my blessings every day. Thank you for your inspirational story.
(2) Anonymous 12/19/2007 10:31:00 AM
When Life Gives You A Lemon - Make Lemon Juice
Such an inspirational article! You are an example for all people how to deal with life's hardships!
May Hashem give you the strength and wealth to continue with your great deeds!
Will print and share this powerful article!
(3) Mike D. 12/16/2007 2:57:00 PM
Beautifully Put
I plan on passing this story on to everyone I know.
She was recently named one of More Magazine's "Canadian Top 40 over 40". In April Ellen will be honored "A Woman of Action" by Israel Cancer Research Fund.
Ellen lives in Toronto with her husband Jeff and three children Jacob, Beverly and Ben.