My next plan was to tell you about my brother, Ben. But what happened Christmas morning changed my plan.
I awoke Christmas morning in my house alone and feeling very sad. I was remembering the Christmases over the past ten or more years I picked Ben up to have him in my home over the Holidays. I was feeling quite depressed and missing my brother. I guess I forgot to mention Ben died four years ago.
I finally pulled myself together and got in my van to pick up my Mother who has Alzehiemer's to spend Christmas with her. After I picked her up I got a whim to get my mail at the post office. I lingered in my van looking through the mail when a woman appeared beside my van. She was a complete stranger and she indicated she wanted to speak to me so I rolled down my window as she proceeded to tell me when she saw us in the van she was compelled to give me a message. She asked if the woman in the passenger seat was my mother and I said she was. The woman said there is a man who was especially close to me, someone who died. Puzzled, I mentioned my Father who passed 38 years ago. She said no, perhaps a brother. I crumbled into tears immediately as she proceeded to deliver a message she said was from him and it left me dumbfounded. She began by telling me he wanted me to know all that incumbered him here is gone. He is happy and busy. He wants me to know how grateful he is for all I did for him. He wants me not to be sad and when I am sad to think about.......and my mind goes blank of all she said he wanted me to think about when I'm sad. I cried as I listened to her speak for about five minutes. I told her I felt guilty for not being able to do more for him. She said he wants me to do something for myself. That I do everything for others and that I must do something for myself. She said he was given an opportunity to deliver a message to someone and he wanted it to be me. She said he sent guardian angels to help me for the rest of my life, but I need to let go and allow them to help. He wants me to stop and smell the roses, breathe, and not be sad. She told me he has a special place in Heaven. Strangely enough, when he was alive, I used to pray that God would give Ben a special place in Heaven because I knew this life couldn't offer him any fulfilment, happiness or freedom. It is very hard to remember all that she said and even put back into words much of what I do remember. It was such a shock. How could this be? Was she real? Was it a trick? What was it? Was it really a message from Ben? She could not have known anything of the things she spoke. Everything fit. All I can hope is that Ben is in an existance of freedom and happiness like she said he is. She said he had only a few short minutes then he would go and when she finished her message she would be gone. She never said her namd and didn't ask mine. This is one of the strangest things ever to happen. But I did tell her it was the best Christmas present I could ever get.
I will tell you next time about Ben then proceed with the life story.
Susan
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
A Christmas gift from beyond
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Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Getting To Know Me
Before continuing with my story I want to share with you about me. This year was my 60th birthday. 40 of those years were devoted to raising my six children. Heath and fittness is very important to me. I raised my children on fresh, unprocessed foods and ground grains fresh for homemade whole grain breads, muffins, cakes etc. We only used honey and there was no white sugar or flour in our house. No drugs were used in my home. That means no asprin, no antibiotics nor over the counter or prescription medications. I made everything from scratch besides bread was home made yogurt from raw milk and "green drink"
All but one of my children were born naturally with no drugs. The last three were born at home. My youngest child, Michael, was born at home without the doctor.
My passion for "natural living" came from my Mother, Grandparents and Aunts.
Over twenty years ago I experimented with some tie-dyeing that developed into the clothing business I have now. R.A.D.Rags. The pictures on my clothing website ( www.baddragz.com ) of me were taken early this year. Pictures of this year's additional styles did not get on my website.
The purpose for writing my story is to connect with others, who, like me, feel alone in their struggles.
Now the kids are grown and gone. I am alone and my mind is still prisoner to the programs innocently installed into my head by my parents while growing up with my crippled brother born with spina-bifida. The depression and dissapiontment I suffer daily I hope to spare other siblings of handicaps as their parents read my story of tragidy and saddness to see how these programs in my head caused choices that led me to sabatage my happiness, my finances, my peace, security, and sanity.
A parent of a handicapped child can either empower both the nonhandicapped and the handicapped child to live their full potential. They can instill self worth and value into them for life. Or, like what happened to me, they can make cripples of both the handicapped and the non handicapped for life.
You will see through out each stage of my life, in spite of my efforts to change these destructive patterns in me, I did not. It cost me everything. Maybe my story can spare some who are children now of repeating my tragedy.
The handicapped sibling is a piece of the whole family puzzle that changes the entire family picture. Each parent's own feelings and responses about their handicapped child makes them communicate and interact with us ( the non handicapped children) in a way that either strengthens or crushes us. in my case my father's dissappointment and grief toward my brother, Benjamin, caused him to crush me. It was too much pressure on me to make up for the loss he felt in his oldest son. I was not able to fill that loss for him and the burden was one I have not shaken to this day. I beg any parent of a handicapped child to see the non hadicapped child for who he/she is and not to make them fill your own personal void.
We all MUST change our lives, disregard our own feelings, needs and desires as children while growing up with our handicapped sibbling. For me, not learning a different way has resulted in disaster and great losses in my adult life.
I hope in my story parents who are raising these very special handicapped children will remember their other children still have needs in order to grow up whole and balanced.
Till next time. I have so much more to share and am eager to hear from other adult siblings of the handicapped.
Susan
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Home On Leave and back
After five years of marriage to the school teacher my mother was very unhappy. She would never have children with him and she wanted children. She filed for divorce, got a little job, and moved away.
My Father got wind of the good news, contacted my Mom and they married.
My Mother wanted healthy children so she planned a strict healthy diet in preparation for having a baby.
My Mother was due with her first child while my Dad was stationed in Japan. The plan was for her to join him in Japan after the baby was born. When my Mother gave birth to my brother and he was born with spina-bifida their plans were changed. My mother was told that if my brother lived through the surgery he would never walk or talk. They told her he would be a vegetable and would only live at most till his teen years. The Air Force brought Dad back to the States to be with Mom and his newborn handicapped son with spina-bifida.
They were stationed at Castle Air Force Base in Atwater, California. He was a Master Sargent.
Surgery was done on Benjamin to close the open spine when he was three months of age. This was before the discovery of the shunt. Ben never had the shunt. My Mother was very dedicated to working with Benjamin.
Next time I will continue with the arrival of Benjamin's sibling---me, Susan
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Saturday, December 12, 2009
When Our Parents Met
My handicapped brother's name was Benjamin. Our parents, Frans Baker and Goldie Stone, met when they were 16 years old. The year was 1934 and it was love at first sight. My Father told me when he saw my mother for the first time across the room at that dance his thought was, "That's the girl I'm going to Mary". My mother told me once she met my Father she didn't want to go out with anyone else. Mom lived way up in the hills in Clarkston Washington. Dad lived in Lewiston Idaho. My Dad drove his Dad's model "A" car up the long and steep hill every weekend to date my Mother.
They went to movies and dances every weekend she told me and she said they had so much fun together. My Grandmother, my Mother's Mother did not like my Mother's boyfriend, Frans because he was a farm boy. My grandmother wanted someone with more education for her daughter.
Dad joined the Air Force.
Those days were before modern communication technology we have now so months went by with no word from my Father.
I will continue next time and may the blessings of your handicapped sibling add to your life.
I might add here, that along with our unique struggles, we also have unique blessings that come from life with our dear handicapped brother or sister. I want to address those, too at a later date. Please share with us here on this blog some of your blessings because of your sibling.
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Friday, December 11, 2009
My Introduction
Hi, my name is Susan and I wanted to start this blog bacause I have not heard anywhere the struggles and needs of the non handicaped siblings addressed or recognized. Nor is there recognition of how our perceptions become warped causing us trouble interacting with people, situations, and relationships in an imbalanced way.
I was the younger sister to my brother who was born with spina-bifida. He walked with cruches and braces when he was young. When he became a teen ager my parents didn't continue to make sure he used his braces any more and his legs atrophied and he lost the use of them and was then confined to a wheel chair for the rest of his life.
We love our handicapped siblings, and we do not begrudge them the extra special attention they needed and deserved, but this blog is for us, the siblings who have needs of our own.
I have a long story and how my life has been affected. I will write it piece by piece.
I was born in 1949 and my brother was two years older than I so he was in my life from the start.
I don't think my father was able to handle his anger and disappointment as he had a business he wanted to have a son be a part of. I was a girl and I don't think he was very pleased with that as it seemed he took his anger out on me..
My time is short now, but I will continue next time
Please tell me about your experiences and struggles.
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Friday, December 4, 2009
Nondisabled Sibling Reactions
the family's resources;
the family's lifestyle;
the family's child-rearing practices;
the kind and severity of the disability;
the number of children in the family;
the age differences between children in the family;
the other stress-producing conditions that exist in the family;
the kinds of coping mechanisms and interaction patterns that exist within the family; and
the kind and quality of the support services available in the community.
Each child's reaction to having a sibling with a disability will vary depending on his or her age and developmental level. The responses and feelings of the nondisabled sibling toward the sibling with a disability are not likely to be static, but rather tend to change over time as the sibling adapts to having a brother or sister with a disability and copes with day-to-day realities. Preschool-aged siblings, for example, may feel confused, afraid, anxious, and angry about a brother or sisterisability or illness. All children are different; the intensity of a child's concerns, needs, and experiences will vary from sibling to sibling, as will a child's reaction to and interpretation of events. The younger the child the more difficult it may be for him or her to understand the situation and to interpret events realistically. Nondisabled siblings may resent the time their parents give to the sibling with a handicap and perceive it as rejection. They may wonder what is wrong with them that their parents love their sister or brother with a disability more. During the early years the nondisabled sibling may mimic the physical or behavioral actions of the child with a disability, or the nondisabled sibling may regress in behavioral development. Later on, he or she may be prone to extremes of behavior such as "acting out" or becoming the "perfect" child.
Elementary school-aged children may feel embarrassed or ashamed as they recognize differences between their sibling and someone else's brother or sister. They may worry about "catching" or developing the problem, and they may feel guilt because they themselves do not have a disability. They may also feel protective and supportive of their sibling, and this may trigger conflicts with peers.
Young adults may have future-oriented concerns. They may wonder what will become of their brother or sister with a disability. They may also be concerned about how the people they socialize with, date, and later marry will accept the brother or sister with a disability. Additional issues faced by young adults may include genetic counseling when planning their own families, and coping with anxiety about future responsibilities for the brother or sister with a disability or illness.
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