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Reading and Writing And the Rest of the Story

Published on 8/3/2018
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Reading and Writing And the Rest of the Story

     When the baby was born, the mother was told she should have it put away somewhere and forget she ever had it. She was told this baby would never be more than a vegetable, unable to do anything at all. But the mother had lost two babies due to miscarriages, so she was not going to simply discard this one, and try pretend she never had her. That mother took her little baby girl home, determined to love her and do whatever she could for her.
     That baby was indeed severely disabled, physically, and it seemed mentally as well. But her mother loved her, and cared for her, and even read stories to her just like other moms would do for their little children.

     Apparently that little girl didn't know she was expected to just be a vegetable, so although it was obviously not easy for her to do so, she began to say words that her mommy and daddy could understand. As she grew older she was putting words together into actual sentences. And she even learned to read and to love reading. In time she mastered the ability to write with a mouthstick on an electric typewriter.

     That little girl went to a school for the disabled, but it was clear that she was quite bright, and during high school she spent half of each day going to the regular high school in that town. And then it was off to college, where she majored in English Literature.

     She also became active in church, where she became both the editor and a columnist of their newspaper. She took courses at a Bible College in Wales. She attended conferences in cities across the United States. And she even went on the first river rafting excursion organized by the Sierra Club for the disabled and non disabled. At their request, she wrote an article that was published in the Sierra Magazine about that river rafting event.

    I know about the life of this woman because I met and got to know her online. I then got to meet her in person when she flew from her home in California to Massachusetts so she could both visit Boston with its great history, and also visit me as well.

     Since 2002 I've gotten to know her even better, because that is when she became my wife. These past 16 years since then have been the happiest years of my life.

     She still loves to read as well as to write (she has a blog for Christian women). One of the reasons she now loves living in the greater Boston area is because of the many famous writers who once lived here. (Boston became known as the “hub of the universe” because of having so many great writers.)

     One day she and I ventured in our wheelchairs to Mt. Auburn cemetery in Cambridge, just outside Boston. We asked where the grave site of the famous poet, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow was. We were told it was located at the very top of a hill in the middle of the cemetery. They questioned whether it would be possible for us in our wheelchairs to ascend up the steep pathway that was the only way to get to it.

    My wife is not easily discouraged. So, in our powered wheelchairs, we located the start of the paved pathway up that hill. It was a mite narrow, and somewhat steep, but she didn't let that deter her. And I wasn't about to be left behind. So I followed her up that path. There was a stretch of the path where on the right side, the hill rose rather steeply, and on the left side, the hill dropped off quite sharply, such that it would have been decidedly unpleasant to tumble off that way if we weren't careful.

     But we were careful, and made it all the way to the top and came to where Longfellow had been laid to rest. I took this photo of his tombstone. DebbieLynne had intended to be in the photo alongside the monument, but a number of buzzing bees persuaded us to avoid lingering long enough to do that.

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Nevertheless I did take this picture of my wife enjoying the beautiful landscape in Mt. Auburn. We enjoyed our visit there that day, and we'll probably go back again sometime (but not to the top of that particular hill).  

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     I enjoy every moment I get to spend with my wife, whether at home or roaming around the greater Boston area.

     There were those who were ready to close the book on her life story without giving that baby a chance to do anything but to vegetate and be forgotten about. But, thankfully, her mom let that book of her life be opened and become a delight to her mom and dad, and to so many friends she's made during all these years since then.

     My wife still loves to both read and to write. I am so blessed to get to be her husband. Her story is still being written, and I'm so glad that I am a part of it. And I'm glad I've been able to share a little of that story with you by writing what you've read here. I hope you have enjoyed it.

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