I Am The Child
I am the child who cannot talk. You often pity
me,
I see it in your eyes. You wonder how much I am aware of -- I see
that as well. I am aware of much--whether you are happy or sad or
fearful, patient or
impatient, full of love and desire, or if you are just
doing your duty by me. I marvel at your frustration, knowing mine
to be far greater, for I cannot express myself or my needs as you do.
You cannot conceive my isolation, so complete it is
at
times. I do not gift you with clever conversation, cute remarks to be
laughed
over and repeated. I do not give you answers to your everyday questions,
responses over my well-being, sharing my needs or
comments
about the world about me. I do not give you rewards as defined by
the worlds standards -- great strides in development that you can credit
yourself; I do not give you understanding as you know
it.
What I give you is so much more valuable-- I give
you
instead opportunities. Opportunities to discover the depth of
your
character, not mine; the depth of your love, your commitment, your
patience,
your
abilities; the opportunity to explore your spirit more
deeply than you imagined possible. I drive you further than you would
ever
go on your own, working harder, seeking answers to your many questions
with no
answers. I am the child who cannot talk.
I am the child who cannot walk. The world
seems
to pass me by. You see the longing in my eyes to get out of this
chair, to run and play like the other children. There is much you
take for granted. I want the
toys on the shelf, I need to go to the bathroom, oh
I’ve
dropped my fork again. I am dependent on you in these ways.
My gift to you is to make you more aware of your great fortune, your
healthy
back and legs,
your ability to do for yourself. Sometimes people
appear not to notice me; I always notice them. I feel not
so
much envy as desire, desire to stand upright , to put one foot in front
of the other, to be
independent. I give you awareness. I am the
child who cannot walk.
I am the child who is mentally impaired. I
don’t
learn easily, if you judge me by the worlds measuring stick, what I do
know is infinite joy in simple things. I am not burdened as you are
with
the strife’s and
conflicts of a more complicated life. My gift to
you is to grant you the freedom to enjoy things as a child, to teach
you
how much your arms around me more to give you love, I give you the gift
of simplicity. I
am the child who is mentally impaired.
I am the disabled child. I am your
teacher.
If you allow me, I will teach you what is really important in my
life.
I will give you and teach you unconditional love. I gift you with
my innocent trust, my
dependency upon you. I teach you about how
precious
life is and about not taking things for granted. I teach you
about
forgetting your own needs and desires and dreams. I teach you
giving.
Most of all I
teach you hope and faith. I am the disabled child.
Author unknown


Ben Apr 28 1996
Benjamin continues to fight Battens
disease. We at smilesnhugs hope that one day a cure will be found for
all these illnesses and our children wont have to suffer ever again.
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Luc F.

Luc is three years old and was born with nail deformity (progressive nail dystrophy) since birth and since then it has progressed to a much more serious illness. Doctors diagnosed Luc with dyskeratosis congenita which is a rare multi system disease, skin disorder. This disease is very rare (only 200 reported cases world wide) and more common in males than females. A Bone marrow match has been found For LUC!!!!!
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Zachary J.
June 04 Update
Zachary's health continues to improve as he nears his ninth birthday and on going physio therapy has enabled him to crawl around on the floor and with help pull himself up. He is able to communcate with his grandmother by his smile and sounds although he still has the mentality of a 2 year old child. He is still in diapers and has a security blanket. He's able to eat all foods if it is cut small enough and can drink through a training cup for a toddler. Although Zachary is blind he knows when its light and when its dark and as with most kids he likes to play when its bedtime. He's a playful child and enjoys his bubble baths most and making bubbles. He treasures toys that jiggle or vibrate with sounds. He loves to hear music and those of womens voices singing appease him and calm him. When he is agitated he tends to rock and bite himself for no reason. So keeping Zachary calmed is a priority. Zachary is still paralized on his left side and he will need surgery when he is 12 or 13. Through the power of prayer and miracles he is a happy and healthy child in many ways. Surrounded by family that loves and cares for his every need.
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Laurel's miracle baby, Mia.
Mia.H.
April 17 1998
Mia has celebrated her third
birthday
and has defied doctors yet again. The doctors gave her very little hope
of surviving when she was first born and yet here she is today. A
beautiful
child graced with His love. Mia's health is still very unpredictable
but
she continues to defy all odds and is doing activities never thought
possible
by doctors. Mia can stand in her stander and play with her toys
for
short periods of time. Mia continues to astonish doctors
regularly.
Despite her respiratory becoming more difficult, she courageously
fights to stay with her family as long as she can. With every breath
she
takes she defies doctors daily. She tends to get lost in her mind
at times but she comes back to reality in her own good time. With
everyone's prayers and love, Mia will continue to amaze doctors
everywhere.
Laurel and Darcy know that one day Mia will be taken from them but
until
then they cherish every minute. They consider it a privilege to be able
to have spent the many hours loving and caring for such a beautiful
little
angel. They will have had the opportunity to share their love, and to
be
loved by Mia. For that they thank God for his very special gift.
Mia in her stander, serves tea
to
her imaginary friends.
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PEOPLE DO CARE!
YOU PROVED IT!

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