Harmony and mess
This morning I saw a woman on the train with her kid. The kid was around 5-6 years old and was mental handicapped. It seems that there are many mental handicapped around my area.
When I see such cases it always makes me think about how strong these people are. Both them and their parents. What enormous strength it requires to not chose the easier path: to throw these beings away. What a strength it takes to accept the fact that you have to devote your whole life to taking care of someone who will never be able to take care of himself, and who will never be able to give you grandchildren, if s/he lives that long at all. These parents probably have to give up their own life for these children - it is a huge sacrifice, that I can only admire. I wonder if I will ever get to the point of wanting to have a child - will I be able to face and accept a situation like this? I am not quite sure...
On the other side I am sure these people - both the parents and the children - give much more love to each other than "normal" people in "normal" families. Usually these families are the manifestations of real love. There is another family with a girl (around 13-14) who has Down-disease. I always see them when I ride the bus Tuesday and Thursday nights after training. They talk to each other with so much tenderness, and their whole face is just shining. And it's not only accassionally, but every time I see them. Probably these people could teach us some things about what real love is like.
It's pretty much in contrast with what I had to do the other day. Mom asked me to be her "security guard". The guy with whom she's co-renting a flat, just disappeared and does not want to pay the rental fee, which means that in this case mom should pay double to the landlord and that's something she really can't afford. In fact, the co-renter guy is a violent one.
And so as the guy was supposed to come back that day for his stuff to take it away, mom asked me to be there, as he kind of fears me (thanks to mom who always proudly tells everone what MA I was into :-/ ). So I was there, and after a while the guy arrived. He was quite calm while I was there, we talked a bit and he promised to bring the money next day (today), then packed up and left.
Mom called me this afternoon again saying that he did not bring the money and when she went to his company too meet him after work, he told her not to expect money and also warned that he would kill her. So atm I am just thinking about talking to this asshole and tell him to expect some "fun" if he plans to keep up this atitude. But maybe it does not hurt to first sit down and think twice what I say/do. I don't want to make an even bigger mess out of the one we have now.
I've heard a good advice from an old lady in our family: "night is a bad advisor". It does worth to listen to the advice of the elders...
When I see such cases it always makes me think about how strong these people are. Both them and their parents. What enormous strength it requires to not chose the easier path: to throw these beings away. What a strength it takes to accept the fact that you have to devote your whole life to taking care of someone who will never be able to take care of himself, and who will never be able to give you grandchildren, if s/he lives that long at all. These parents probably have to give up their own life for these children - it is a huge sacrifice, that I can only admire. I wonder if I will ever get to the point of wanting to have a child - will I be able to face and accept a situation like this? I am not quite sure...
On the other side I am sure these people - both the parents and the children - give much more love to each other than "normal" people in "normal" families. Usually these families are the manifestations of real love. There is another family with a girl (around 13-14) who has Down-disease. I always see them when I ride the bus Tuesday and Thursday nights after training. They talk to each other with so much tenderness, and their whole face is just shining. And it's not only accassionally, but every time I see them. Probably these people could teach us some things about what real love is like.
It's pretty much in contrast with what I had to do the other day. Mom asked me to be her "security guard". The guy with whom she's co-renting a flat, just disappeared and does not want to pay the rental fee, which means that in this case mom should pay double to the landlord and that's something she really can't afford. In fact, the co-renter guy is a violent one.
And so as the guy was supposed to come back that day for his stuff to take it away, mom asked me to be there, as he kind of fears me (thanks to mom who always proudly tells everone what MA I was into :-/ ). So I was there, and after a while the guy arrived. He was quite calm while I was there, we talked a bit and he promised to bring the money next day (today), then packed up and left.
Mom called me this afternoon again saying that he did not bring the money and when she went to his company too meet him after work, he told her not to expect money and also warned that he would kill her. So atm I am just thinking about talking to this asshole and tell him to expect some "fun" if he plans to keep up this atitude. But maybe it does not hurt to first sit down and think twice what I say/do. I don't want to make an even bigger mess out of the one we have now.
I've heard a good advice from an old lady in our family: "night is a bad advisor". It does worth to listen to the advice of the elders...
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