Well, maybe that’s a bit strong, but I said my next post would be about Teddy’s 4th grade IEP, and it’s not going to be because after I published The Dawning of A New Day, I realized I had done a really poor job as the teller of Teddy’s story.
You see, I didn’t emphasis nearly enough the awesomeness of two individuals.
Sure, I mentioned them and described some of their generous spirit. But did I come right out and say that these ladies, Mrs. Archer and Mrs. Maycrest, absolutely rocked my world?
And that is wrong.
You know why?
Because I believe as I retell our story that in addition to pointing out the negative events that happened, I should strive to emphasize the awesomeness we experienced.
Not only that, I want to believe that in Teddy’s story, as well as in my life, there is so much more to be grateful for than there is to bitch about. I know not everybody believes in the same grateful to bitch ratio I do. In fact, I know people who clearly don’t because they are always bitching. In fact, they seem to be happy only when bitching. And truth be told, I try to stay away from those people. I mean really, who wants to be around a chronic complainer?
And I sure don’t want to be one either.
Now in telling the story of raising my son Teddy, a boy with Aspergers, I have had to do my share of bitching. Yes.
But when two fantastic, awesome, go beyond the extra mile, forget the rules – it’s the kid that matters women, like Mrs. Archer and Mrs. Maycrest graced my life, it is my DUTY, my RESPONSIBILITY as a person who wants to promote the good that is in this world, to do a better job of emphasizing just what these women did for my son.
Teddy is better for having known these two women.
How many people can you say that about?
Well, make a list, and the ones who are on it, go out and find them, thank them, tell them just how much they mean to you. Tell them just how very grateful you are that they rock your world.
Can you imagine if we all did this?
Okay, I feel better now.
Next: The Dawning of a New Day: Teddy’s 4th Grade IEP. Really.