“Things don’t go away. They become you. There is no end, but addition.” -T.S. Elliot
What does it mean to have a child with learning disabilities come early September? I can’t speak for anyone but myself, but as I slowly wade into a new school year, this is what it means for me:
- Your child’s new teacher gets to know you early and well.
- Her old tutors will start giving you pep talks on how far your child has come when they hear worry in your voice.
- Your child will ask, “What’s the big deal?” when you exclaim over her completing a supposedly simple task. She has no idea that same task seemed insurmountable a year ago.
- You will convince said child of the merits of school again, and again, and again.
- You will sound ridiculous when you do this.
- If you are an avid talker like me, everyone will know you as the lady with the kid who repeated kindergarten.
- You will get support from mere acquaintances.
- You will sometimes long for your child to pick up a book and read it with ease.
- This feeling will pass fairly quickly because your kid is funny and smart and makes sure you are present when she is in the room with you.
- And of course you are lucky. You have resources galore. And everyone has pain. Most people aren’t yelling their pain from the nearest rooftop.
- And it no longer feels like pain anyway. It just feels like your life. And it’s a good life.