Women, especially those whose families, especially those who are bending under the financial strain that a special needs child brings to a loving home, deserve our utmost admiration. But admiration is just not enough.
We need to support them in other ways too and one of those ways is to honor them by understanding their needs and requirements.
Adult diapers, specialised equipment and many other items, make life a better place for parents and children alike but its not always affordable. SA Commuter in collaboration with Parent Reality, Special Needs, Special Life, are putting together a fund raiser that will hopefully alleviate some of this weight.
2 x Tupperware Hampers worth R2000 / 12 Bottles of Gin and Wine per bottle – raffled in two bottle packs (each bottle worth R150) / Weekends away and much more….
What can you do to help?
- Buy a raffle ticket. The items available are listed below and the companies that have donated them. The ticket can be in any value you wish to donate and this money goes towards the purchase of Clicks or Dischem vouchers which will be distributed to those families in need by the Parent Reality Association.
- Donate a raffle item. This can be a weekend away (those timeshare points you never use), collection of items you don’t use, a company product or hamper that you are able to donate and other things such as accounting services or babysitting services. You can donate whatever will make a difference to the person who buys the winning ticket for that item. Companies providing items will be given the opportunity to be promoted on air throughout the month of August either via banner advertising on the website or airtime, or both its up to the giver. We have a letter from the association we can let you have.
thank you so much to our List of Donors:
- Tupperware donated by Ingrid Koor
- Wine donated by One Grape wines
- Gin donated by Luxo Gin
- Body Talk Hamper From Body Talk
- 2 Tickets to the Mystery Ghost Tours with Mark Rose Christie 7 August in Cullinan.
God Chooses Mom for Disabled Child
Written by Erma Bombeck Published in the Today Newspaper Sept. 4th, 1993
Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures, and a couple by habit. This year, nearly 100,000 women will become mothers of handicapped children.
Did you ever wonder how mothers of handicapped children are chosen? Somehow I visualize God hovering over Earth selecting his instruments forpropagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to make notes in a giant ledger.
“Armstrong, Beth; son; patron saint, Matthew.
“Forrest, Marjorie; daughter; patron saint, Cecelia.
“Rudledge, Carrie; twins; patron saint…. give her Gerard. He’s used to profanity.
” Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles, “Give her a handicapped child.”
The angel is curious. “Why this one, God? She’s so happy.”
“Exactly,” smiles God. “Could I give a handicapped child a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel.”
“But has she patience?” asks the angel.
“I don’t want her to have too much patience or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wears off, she’ll handle it.”
“I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence. She’ll have to teach the child to live in her world and that’s not going to be easy.”
“But, Lord, I don’t think she even believes in you.”
God smiles. “No matter. I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness.” The angel gasps, “Selfishness? Is that a virtue?”
God nods. “If she can’t separate herself from the child occasionally, she’ll never survive. Yes, there is a woman I will bless with a child less then perfect. She doesn’t realize it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a spoken word. She will never consider a step ordinary. When her child says “Momma” for the first time, she will be present at a miracle and know it! When she describes a tree or a sunset to her blind child, she will see it as few people ever see my creations.” “I will permit her to see clearly the things I see—ignorance, cruelty, prejudice— and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side.”
“And what about her patron saint?” asks the angel, his pen poised in midair.
God smiles. “A mirror will suffice.”