To Be or Not to Be? Whats the real question HEAR!?

Ignorance Is Truly Bliss!


Have You ever Gone to see A doctor and Wonder after the appointment...If they really can relate? Or Understand? have been there done that? With Exception to oncologists, cardiologist, And ophthalmologist...Who Ultimately Do wear Glasses and/or Contacts eventually...

I have...

Lets Take GYN's and OB's for example that are men!
Ever Wonder if they went into the profession so they can sit in front of a womans VAG all day!?
And then think, "well hey dude, How can I trust you REALLY understand when you have a penis?"

Seriously What young 20yr old MALE goes into med School thinking, OH Im picking this field because I know I can truly make A difference in the lower region of Womens lives, And I'll Extend it to Obstetrics Because I can relate to A pregnant Women and their Child......I THINK NOT PEOPLE!

Not to mention the fact its the most, intimate Medical Profession.

Whats my point?

My Point is, that I wonder if these, Audiologists, Speech Pathologists, ENT Doctors and Otolarynologist, Have spent MORE then a few days with Someone whos hard of hearing or Profoundly deaf? Wonder If They had, If they would have the Same conclusions they have now...
I feel like its important to get on a more personal level to be able to relate to families and patients To see A broader Spectrum of Possibilities.Especially since, Really they do not care what your story is for being in their office. They want medical facts, and Want to know you desire medically for the future. MOST Of what they say, Comes with a cold Front, and Simply "scientific" replies, as to WHY this is important...and why this is necessary, and What will happen in the future. LIKE THEY KNOW FOR SURE~
Professionals are always quick to Boast about their success rate, successful patients and stories TO WARM the heart. I understand its to give Hope...But then Ask them about When It didnt go so successfully, Like with Sophie, And their demeanor and Tone Changes. Its no longer with a smile, or happy Chuckle in their story. Their Eyes aren't bright when Speaking About cases where The Child just wants NOTHING to do with wearing this machine...

Side note...

Isn't it the case with Most places...In reference to Doctors offices, that the Nurses are the key players in EVERYTHING. Doctors are in and out, quick, usually cold...I feel like Maybe The smart way to become a doctor Should have meant that its a prerequisites  to Be a Nurse first, Then BE MD...Whatever you like to be Called.

Obviously I KNOW WE CAN NOT ALL EXPERIENCE the same way. Lives aren't long enough to live through every possible scenario. Im Not an idiot!

Im just saying it would be nice to relate more, and get less text book answers.

Im reminded That Sophia, Is one of the "rare" cases. In which Youth at a super young age, have already made up their own mind, their avenue of Communication. Being told that While its Not The "normal" (theres that word again) But that it does Sometimes happen. Making it that much harder to try and sway them in any other direction.


I understand that for those who have experienced Hearing loss, Or my New favorite Term thanks to "switched at birth" ..deaf gain...Are super sad, scared, scrambling for a fix it,and fix it now, route. That it would be defeating almost to have to struggle to hear, what you could always hear before.
However, I can also understand that Its a different way of life for those who's earliest memories come from silence. Where nothing BUT SOUND is new, and frightening and weird.
The Cochlear implant is a fantastic device, yes! Successfully helping those who are hard of hearing to Function Easier in this Dominate hearing World. A recipient, Knows they are still and forever will be deaf, But as Ive heard from friends, family and strangers, They see it as a way to NO LONGER BE DEAF. While thats a very false Statement, In a way, I guess it helps these hearing folk, be more ACCEPTING! They no longer see that person as deaf, and welcome them...(that sounds so bad, but its the truth, people have said that, and done that...funny huh?...)
Acceptance is a tricky thing, its not really our human nature (for most of us anyway) Something that Has to be taught, and at that Taught when Young so it sticks...Which goes along with Our family being told that scientifically, Sophie must learn speech before a certain age or it all turns to "garbage"..Their WORD USED, not my Word.
Acceptance Is something I CHOOSE to use, instead of the word Tolerance. Tolerance implies that Deep down you are still uneasy about something, but you just go with it. Acceptance is SOUL DEEP. And WHY tolerance is something WE DO NOT TEACH ABOUT IN THIS HOUSE. Our Children are being caught the importance of accepting Everyone, Culture, looks, "difference", Challenge, daily life adventures.

We feel its important to nurture Sophia's Desire to just be a kid. Her choices are just as important. Her Lifes path should be her own. AS Should All our childrens. We are not sad that Sophie is deaf. We are not sad she doesnt use her voice to speak words to us. We Communicate amazingly. This week I was informed how impressive my ASL has gotten, that its Fantastic to see that Sophie has picked it up So well. Does what every other 4 year old does, Some better, And has A bright future (duh). If speech is the only thing impacted When Sophie is an adult, then The Good Lord knows, Matt and I did A damn good job. If Speech is the only thing people want to HOLD against her...Then We will teach her that most people are ignorant, and that Shes strong enough to with stand, and maybe make that person whistle a different tune, after they meet.

When Sophie was first "diagnosed"...though Again not a term I love.
We were asked, well...How will she learn?
                                    Will she learn her ABC's and count?
                                     Be able to follow directions?
                                     How do you teach someone who doesnt hear?
                                     What kind of future can she have without sound?

My answer to all?

American Sign Language.

Its a real language you know?

Now almost 3 years later. Sophie can...

Dress herself, follow 3 step directions, Writes out "mom, dad, Emily, Ryan, Sophia" when We ask her too. Writes her letters, Knows numbers 1-10...How many 4 year olds do you know, that not only can recognize Letters in print, in sign, and then be able to write them out? Or In sign alone in Sophie case when we practice our daily writing skills. SHES A SPONGE, rather speaking or not. Because ASL is An actual structural language, To which We are taught things with. Has meaning, and just as A hearing child learns....A Deaf Child Learns through ASL.The brain receptively ACCEPTS the sign and remembers it for its meaning. People want to call it visual Cues...FINE call it what you will. But Do we not do MOST EVERYTHING with our eyes. We Are able to Live and be successful even without the sense of Sound. Did you know, that in the Canine World, hearing is the last thing to Develop? In fact All dogs are only born with one functioning sense, The sense of Smell. Personally, If I lost my sense of smell....that would be more horrible then the sense of hearing. bahaha


To Be Deaf, hearing, have Hearing Loss, or deaf Gain. If you are still learning and growing and using the gift God has Given you. Whats the Problem?

Nothing is easy. Whether you are a Deaf, blind, paralyzed or Green plant loving hippy. Some people have it harder then others. True. But All in all, life isn't a cake walk no matter who you are, or where you are lacking. Life is how we make it out to be. Happiness SOLELY depends on us and us alone. When we let the outside World torment us, break us down, hold us back, knock us down...That's when its time to pick OURSELVES back up, re-evaluate, and find our own happiness. Letting the hate, fall to the way side, find your own community and keep them Close to heart. Prayer. And the push, for joy, no matter what fault we own.

To Be Or Not to Be?

Exactly who you are supposed to be

Let us Laugh

Laugh

Laugh like nothing else but laughter matters.

In this Crude and cruel World, We need to be able to just laugh...

We live but a short life, So to live bound and not free, stubborn and filtered...

Would be Tragic.



In A breath we wait for something to happen

We Mull over the moment and Forget for an instant that in fact we are but walking a frail line.

That line between what we perceive as reality and what it could be if we let go.

Who's life are we supposed to be living anyway, and in that case, isn't happiness key?

The key to success and solidarity.

What is it that we fear from laughter?

Is Laughter the catapult to all things coming unbound?

To our being lost in the mix of complex notions of life's perceptions?

Or Simply, Humility!?

Yet, it is so, that when true laughter expels from our guts, We feel a sense of relief. No?

So, Why do we hold back?

Laugh

And

Laugh hard

And

Mean it

Take it for what it is, and what it does, and how it expresses and heals and completes us.

Oh to Laugh, whole heartily. Without restraint, without care, without caution.

Freely and Openly. Amidst the Chaos that may be of that day, just laugh, and feel as the weight dissipates, the chains fall to the floor and you lift off feeling free and Calm and steady.

Oh to Laugh. Let us laugh and laugh, and laugh and

Laugh

Profanity Rules

Let out A big scream

and

Cry

Cry

Cry

Break something

Smash it into a Million pieces

Slam a few doors.

Stomp around like a 5 year old

Use profanity

FUCK
FUCK
FUCK!!!!!!!


Who ever said those need to be discarded words anyway?

Laugh at yourself

take yourself less serious

Be stupid now and again and again

Loose yourself in a good Sexy book, please

Run through the park like an Asshole (profanity)

Yell out random names in public to see who looks around

Walk the Curbs instead of Side walks on the way to important meetings


Never be afraid of just being YOURSELF. For once, peel back those stone cold layers and expose the inner you, that a select few having seen but never shared. AND OWN YOURSELF FOR IT.

Pull your head out of society's ass and just be FREE.

For nothing is a sure thing, and you have to depend on yourself, in order to lean on others.

Find faith, and hold to it true

Seek GOD and in that find your sanity

Release your pressure and feel as the smile naturally never leaves your face

POWER in sustaining tolerance of yourself, cuz lets face it, if you drive yourself crazy, guaranteed those around you want to knock your ugly teeth in.

Celebrate flexibility, Celebrate Uniqueness, Celebrate LOVE.

Scream

Cry

Love

Open yourself up

and For

FUCK-SAKE

Use a profanity!

To waste

All men think their life should be full of Charlie Sheen moments. In A paradox of 20 somethings, booze and sex toys. A mere 50 Shades of Grey mantra, where All ladies Swoon at their dimples and Swag. Where Their Wife Is Denise Richards and the mistress A playmate. Ideally, Martha Stewart Home making By day, And Extra Noisy By night. Dare I say stepford!


All women want, is to be swept off their feet, By an Iconic Handsome Man. Being Loved and Romanced in an erotic passionate way...while still being listened to and helped around the house!
Told they are beautiful and smart, Have success and safety. Faithfulness and Honesty, while Romantic gestures come surprisingly. Sometimes, Snag themselves A "bad" guy wanting to settle down for her and her alone! "until death do us part"


All parents want Genius kids. With remarkable talent, an enthusiasm for life and the ability to grasp the importance of Living the good life. Where they can do no wrong, Smile nicely and speak politely. Treating themselves, their peers and their elders only and always with respect. To live long, healthy and enriching lives.


But We live in a very imperfect society. Pushing for perfection which leads us further and further from happiness.

Because instead of
The sex bot cake makers, We have zero confident cake buyers, who make love only in the Dark.

Burn the Chicken, and have no clue how to cook rice properly every single time.

We have bald headed zoners, who miss every word we say and think A trip the Local Denny's is Romantic.

Lack Confidence and adore sweat pants and slippers.

We have kids who eat sand, and sniff glue, who fall hard before life even opens up and begins for them.

They speak with a tone and are super sneaky! Cute, But damn sneaky! Eventually growing up to feel exactly how we feel now.

Bullies who act out at school because they are bullied at home.

Kids with secrets too scared to tell them because they are afraid of whats to come next.

We have houses that are too small, or in the wrong place. Cars that wont stay put together, and dogs who can't walk themselves.

We have schools without money and teachers who do not care.

Parents who beat or neglect and Foster system soured with those left behind.

Grounds that are trampled by over populated Slaughter houses.

People who use violence as answers, and people caught in the crossfire.

Saddness and heartache, pain and famine.

An abundance a vain and lack of character.

Poison on our lands and in the skies.

Trees that are missing and Animals that no longer exist.

We have some doers, some sayers, some thinkers, and some (ahem) Writers.




Waste!

We waste So much time. Instead of remembering what we should be grateful for. We waste so much time striving for more money, instead of valuing the little things. ALWAYS WANTING MORE.

We waste our thoughts! We waste our time! We are quick to love others before loving ourselves and then wonder why relationships fall short!
We waste our lives searching for adventures, forgetting sometimes the journey is an adventure in itself.

We waste Time, Lusting after what we do not have, looking "past" whats right in front of us.

We waste our feelings on hate and sorrow.

We waste our hearts worrying what others think.

We waste our breath trying to change others, when we should be taking our own advice.

We waste ourselves hiding...baring masks, instead of being natural and clear.

Waste!


But...
You see...
This Is not A perfect World...
We are not perfect people...
Nor should we be...



But what do I know...

;)

Im just A writer!

Irish stew

Irish Babies
and
Irish Stew

Waking up early
with
Morning Dew

Jumping Around
Till
their faces turn blue

OH

Irish Babies
And
Irish Stew

Afternoon tea parties
with
baby dolls

Rocket Ships
blasting
Down the hall

Oh

Irish babies
and
Irish Stew

Little Blond Curls
Some
big brown eyes

Looking like daddy
aint
no real surprise

Oh My

Irish Babies
and
Irish Stew

Signing I love Yous
and
Shouting out loud

Beautiful and Smart
Family
I am So proud

Of My

Irish babies
and
Irish Stew


By
Rebecca Decker

Joy

Its The Waking up one morning And Realizing that you have fallen Short of all our previous goals.
That your life is summed up in one word, motherhood.
You lay there after gasping, thinking about where you would be had you chosen a different path.
Until, that sweet smiling face flashes before your eyes reminding you that they are the best thing that could ever be.
With that. You stand up, dress, Embrace the day knowing you are not just A mom, you are their first inspiration. Their future depends on you. The next step is to challenge yourself as a mom by branching out and becoming A mom who...Can also be a writer, a doctor, a nurse, a teacher, a Taxi driver, a dog walker, a babysitter, a cook, carpenter! A mom that Can maintain their own happiness, with their family happiness and Provide a picture of success. Even if you choice to Be a stay at home mom, who reads dramatic books, cooks a variety of Culinary adventures, makes balloons interesting, and Forts out of sheets and dinningroom chairs. You inspire your Children to have happiness with success. Success is what you make of your time and space.
What makes us laugh, and smile. What makes us work hard and cherish moments. What brings us to tears and still have joy. Is Success! That is your success!

What is A good day without joy?

In your Voice

Theres Something there

I Can hear it in your Voice

The rattle, the slur, that snare

Missing pieces by Choice

I've learned to take what you say

And multiply it by two

This simple game, you like to play

Your drinking is not Just A few

I once had hope in the Words I share

but you Deny me, and push me away

You drink the booze without a Care

Up All night, Sleeping All Day

Truth Bending is still a lie

Something You Said to Me

That you truly do despise

But its sad you Cannot see

Theres A problem that must be Faced

Take Charge,take Control, Be strong

Do it now, Before its Too Late

With sobriety You Cannot Be Wrong

Theres Something there

I can hear it in your Voice

I Can hear it in your Voice