{"id":2173,"date":"2011-10-20T17:34:14","date_gmt":"2011-10-20T21:34:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/?p=2173"},"modified":"2011-10-20T17:34:14","modified_gmt":"2011-10-20T21:34:14","slug":"when-the-clock-strikes-22","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/susansenator.com\/blog\/2011\/10\/when-the-clock-strikes-22\/","title":{"rendered":"When the clock strikes 22"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>What can we do about the depression we get when we have to contemplate our special needs child\u2019s adulthood? I was trying to get at why there is so much grief, so much more than when a typically developing child grows up. I am not completely sure why the deeper pain in the former case, but I believe that it has something to do with both the fear of who will take care of him as well as the feeling that something is over.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s easy to understand that more obvious fear, the questions \u201cWhat will happen when he\u2019s an adult?\u00a0 Who will take care of him when I no longer can?\u201d In some ways, this question is easier for us to deal with because we can do what I did: throw ourselves into the planning and the research, and so control the fear with action and activity.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ve written a lot about the kind of planning, problems, and discoveries I\u2019ve made so far in my quest for Nat\u2019s group home and adult care set-up. I don\u2019t think I\u2019ve written much, however, about the underlying issue of the other issue of amorphous grief. But yesterday, when that Allman Brothers\u2019 song \u201cMelissa\u201d came on, I found that the tears were about to break through. You\u2019d think I would have clicked forward to the next song, but being me I made myself stay with it and try to figure some things out.<\/p>\n<p>I was thinking about Nat\u2019s impending graduation, November 11, and what it would be like. I saw him standing there in front of all those people \u2013 should be quite a crowd because twenty people are coming whom I\u2019ve invited, and then there\u2019s the school personnel and students. Nat\u2019s teacher thought that a lot of teachers would want to go because Nat has been there so long and because, well, this is Nat we\u2019re talking about and he is a very special person; the beauty of his face when he smiles just fills you up.<\/p>\n<p>Ned says it will be a very emotional day. I\u2019ve been focusing on the cake. This is more of the same as I mentioned above, I focus on the part I can control. But the moment is coming, oh yes it is.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ll be emotional because it is the end of something huge, Nat\u2019s boyhood, Nat\u2019s days as a student. The protective bubble of school routines, popped. But my planning about the future has made it so that at least I have a good picture of where he\u2019ll be living, and what he\u2019ll do with his days. So I highly recommend taking on some piece of the planning and research, every time you start to get the shakes about the future, because it helps refocus your mind. You can work on what will be.<\/p>\n<p>As for the grief that remains, well, it may be about what was not. Maybe 22 is partly about facing what didn\u2019t happen. He never did catch up to his typically developing peers. He never did learn about the Constitution, multiplication, etc. He is not going to college. He is <em>not<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>But then I see him in my mind\u2019s eye, wearing the cap and gown, shaking his teacher\u2019s hand, and grinning his face off, and I learn, for the millionth time, that he is.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>What can we do about the depression we get when we have to contemplate our special needs child\u2019s adulthood? I was trying to get at why there is so much grief, so much more than when a typically developing child grows up. 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