for all the parents of 'hidden treasure' children

[SueM in MN]

I haven't posted a lot lately because I've been rather busy; holidays, DH gone on a trip, lots of stuff going on at work (with deadlines, YUCK!!)

I was also out of the 'happy place' in my own head, into a place that is a little darker. This came out of the dark place when I was coming back into the 'light'. Thought I would share for the other parents of children hiding treasures:

There's a room in my house with a door tightly shut and a beautiful Trinket inside.
She prefers the door shut so the world can't see all the treasures she's trying to hide.

Some see the door shut and think, in this room, there is nothing worth looking for. They go on their way, never stopping, or looking or trying to open the door.

Sometimes the door opens and you see for an instant the beautiful treasures inside. Then it slams tightly shut and in a flash, just as quickly, the treasures all run off and hide.

Some look at the door and say that the treasures aren't worth bringing into the light. They say that the glitters inside of the room are reflections of things from outside.
She's heard this before so she'll guard even better to keep things away from their sight. The shy little glitters will flee into shadows in desperate attempts to hide.

And if you are ever so privileged to view the treasures inside of the room, keep this truth as the treasures unfold:
Though you may see the treasures, the owner's the only one who is knowing which treasures are gilt and which gold.

 

[Piper]

Beautiful, Sue. ...... and to you. You do so much to help everyone on here and don't get told often enough how much we appreciate you.

 

[ireland_nicole]

Dang it, I need to get a new box of tissues now... Thanks, hon. it's really beautiful. I promise that you're not the only one who falls in the pit sometimes; I'm so glad you've found the way out - I'm gonna get the quote wrong, but CS Lewis wrote an amazing book A grief observed. After his wife died, he said, the pain now is part of the happiness then. I think that for all of us it's all mixed together somehow, ya know? Our life situations are a lot more complicated; but we rejoice in things "normal" families miss, or take for granted. And we grieve about things they will never consider. Both emotions are richer because of our experience. And it's more poignant because it's our babies... and we don't want these experiences, these hardships, this suffering for them... and yet, that's all part of who they uniquely are, so we start the circle again. It's like the pain,grief, sorrow, exhaustion, frustration, etc. and the wonder, simplicity, joy, appreciation, surprise,strong sense of priorities, love... they're like the yin and yang of it so to speak. They're all tied in together; and in some strange way, you almost can't fully experience one without the other. Or maybe it's like the oyster can't make a pearl without the irritant, without the suffering, there's no jewel inside.

Sorry to ramble so much, but I won't delete in just in case any of it is helpful for you in some way.

 

[SueM in MN]

thanks for the
and the rambling - it was good rambling.

After I posted the poem, I thought maybe I should explain a little about the Trinket; especially since many of the meanings of 'trinket' involve the word 'cheap' or 'inexpensive.'

Trinket was my FIL's special name for my DD from just after she was born.
It's a bit of a play on her name, but she also was always small and Trinket just seemed to fit her. Even as a young adult now, she's a tiny little thing - barely 5 feet tall, 86 pounds. Everything about her is perfectly proportioned, but small. Kind of strange to compare her with my over 5 foot 7 self.
Anyway, Trinket can also be something small, which is why she got that nickname (it's better than my FIL's other nickname for her, which was 'Trinkie').

Anyway, I need to stop rambling myself and get to bed. DH is off on a trip and I will need to get up tomorrow morning to shovel.
AND, even though my little Trinket got put to bed over an hour ago (with MY ipod to listen to), she is still awake and making an awful lot of noise for this time of night.

 

[ireland_nicole]

Caitie was 2 lbs. when she was born, such a tiny little thing, and really adorable pointy ears and from the beginning we called her Tinkerbelle. When her hair finally came in she looked exactly like her; she has beautiful slightly almond shaped blue eyes, and, well, anyway- it fit. We still call her that, or stinkerbelle when she's in need of an attitude adjustment (which is often.) Anyway, I just think of trinket as a little (size wise not in worth) treasure. After all our Trinkets are priceless jewels.

 

[mechurchlady]

My dad's brother, my mother's two sisters, her mother and me are pack rats. I have always loved trinkets as they are most special. I am like a fat racoon with my trinkets holed up in a too small house.

In this board I cherish other people's trinkets. Them kids give so much and ask for so little, except for bok choy lol. I cherish the little things in life and the kids are so precious.

I need a nap so where is the Fastpass machine for the line to hug Sue? Oh drat I will just plow through here, cuttin line and give Sue a hug or two.



There is a 25 smiley limit so can I triple post the rest of the smileys?

 

[michelle9343]

Sue
That was absolutely beautiful!!
Thank you so much for sharing.. I have been in a bit of that "dark" place for awhile now ,do to a ton of new medical issues for my DD.
Now that my DD is almost 11, I was heart broken that so many people do not see her the way that I do .You captured my feeling exactly..
Thank for always being you