I really thought "Au-Some Birthdays" would be a success, but after researching current regulations on donations and organizations, I can no longer accept monetary donations. (Did you know that in the state of PA, you have to have an attorney, an accountant and a gambling license to have a fundraiser.) I do not have the means or the funds to become an "official" non-profit organization and do not need the IRS up my butt. I will still be sending out cards on my own, but need to downsize my list and will no longer be accepting new sign-ups. If you would like to help and would like to send cards yourself, please let me know. I'm sorry for any inconvenience. What does everyone think about going back to the closed facebook group so we can all send cards to each other? Let me know what ya think. Thanks.
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https://causes.kindsnacks.com/cause/lifeboks-save-a-life-give-a-boks/ I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability – to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this…When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip – to Italy. You buy a bunch of guidebooks and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum, the Michelangelo David, the gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland." "Holland?!" you say. "What do you mean, Holland?" I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy. But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay. The important thing is that they haven't taken you to some horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place. So you must go out and buy a new guidebook. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met. It's just a different place. It's slower paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around, and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills, Holland has tulips, Holland even has Rembrandts. But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy, and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life you will say, "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned." The pain of that will never, ever, go away, because the loss of that dream is a very significant loss. But if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things about Holland. Written by Emily Perl Kingsley |
AngelaSending Birthday and Holiday cards to those on the Autism Spectrum and other special needs. ArchivesCategories |