One of my boys struggles much more with school than the other two. It pains me to say that he was the kid, who, when I was in school I'd look at and think was just dumb because his handwriting is so messy, he can fill a page with just once sentence, or because he has a messy desk (two actually, but more on this later) or because he struggled with reading for awhile.
But now I know better….
I've actually voiced before EXACTLY what
this writer is saying… it's a lesson everyone should learn. :)
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Today is my 47th birthday, and I guess that is what is making me reflective. I’d like to think I made it to adulthood as a decent, broad-thinking woman, but I can honestly say that I wouldn’t be the person I am today without what my child’s learning difference has taught me.
My son was diagnosed at four, and from that time until now, I have evolved as a person, and most certainly as a mom.
A few things I’ve learned from my son:
1) All people do not learn in the same way.
2) Being like everyone else is overrated.
3) A bond is created with a child when they know you would go to war for them.
4) A child who struggles in school can come out the other side with an amazing outlook.
5) The pride you feel when the child who struggled finds their bliss and their passion, and helping them feed that love.
6) That you never stop feeling overprotective.
I’ve learned far more from my son than I’ve learned from any other one person. I will never be ungrateful for the ease I felt in a classroom setting. I now have an empathy for those who have to work twice as hard to get half of the result.
I can only say you need to keep on trying. Everyone touched by a learning disability comes out the other side a far better person.