Epiphany: a sudden, intuitive perception of or insight into the reality or essential meaning of something, usually initiated by some simple, homely, or commonplace occurrence or experience.
I spent a few hours driving alone today. As is often the case, my mind was wandering and I got to thinking about the recent forum member, Snow, and what possible advice one could offer her.
I’m going though in my head the pro’s and cons of early intervention and weighing the whole bracing discussion/debate and how it might apply to her particular circumstances.
My mind drifts towards a small plaque my dad used to have on his night stand. The relevance of the words on the plaque came to me as somewhat of an epiphany.
If ever there was a prayer (or prose, if you will Sharon) that sums up the feelings and desires of a parent of a child with scoliosis, this is it. At least for me anyway.
I would be lying if I said I wasn’t anguished by our decision to not brace. Serenity on the issue is elusive for me. Similarly, for some it may take courage to brace in the face of actual or perceived uncertainty of the results (regardless of ones view of the issue, we can agree that there are no guarantees).
I make no claim that I possess the “wisdom to know the difference”.
There is a moral here. (And I think it goes deeper than “you don’t want to be driving behind CD when his mind starts to wander”)
I spent a few hours driving alone today. As is often the case, my mind was wandering and I got to thinking about the recent forum member, Snow, and what possible advice one could offer her.
I’m going though in my head the pro’s and cons of early intervention and weighing the whole bracing discussion/debate and how it might apply to her particular circumstances.
My mind drifts towards a small plaque my dad used to have on his night stand. The relevance of the words on the plaque came to me as somewhat of an epiphany.
God grant me the serenity
To accept the things I cannot change;
Courage to change the things I can;
And wisdom to know the difference.
To accept the things I cannot change;
Courage to change the things I can;
And wisdom to know the difference.
If ever there was a prayer (or prose, if you will Sharon) that sums up the feelings and desires of a parent of a child with scoliosis, this is it. At least for me anyway.
I would be lying if I said I wasn’t anguished by our decision to not brace. Serenity on the issue is elusive for me. Similarly, for some it may take courage to brace in the face of actual or perceived uncertainty of the results (regardless of ones view of the issue, we can agree that there are no guarantees).
I make no claim that I possess the “wisdom to know the difference”.
There is a moral here. (And I think it goes deeper than “you don’t want to be driving behind CD when his mind starts to wander”)
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