Hello everyone!  I have been so  excited reading through the e-mails for the past few weeks.  Of course,  I am  very much excited to meet  everyone again.  After all these years..........
Thank you,  Patti for creating this wonderful site. I  think this will be a very useful link to each and everyone of us to chat and share our memories and pictures.  Thank you , Ruth for updating and continously searching for our classmates, Rachel for your  spreadsheet and the updates, Veron and Gee2 for the effort of  doing the CD/video/scrapbook  and to the rest of  our classmates that are doing all the other chores.
I  still work for the school district ( Los Angeles Unified School District)  as  a Pre School Intake and Assessment nurse. I am part of a team that assess preschoolers so they can qualify to receive special education, depending on their eligibility.  I gave up PICU nursing   14 years ago, when my middle child (son) was diagnosed to have Autism (that was 1990).  My whole world crumbled and I was devastated for weeks  and  months.  Again by 1992, 2 years after my third child (girl) was born,  she  was again , diagnosed  to have Autism.  
I  got lost and nowhere to go.  I don't even know if there still   a  light or another dark  tunnel ahead of us.  (I am still waiting for a light).  Until now, I am still  searching for  answers.  Both of my kids are non-verbal. As my husband and I get older,  out lives gets more stickier and complicated, as we navigate through their grim future.  We are still intact, though  and  try to reach out  whenever we can,  to  our  family,  friends and support groups available.    We  have more  bad moments than  good.  We try to  incorporate a lot of humor in  our everyday life, otherwise we will be a basket case.  There are times, I feel  and  act like I am Autistic too. ( Maybe I am one, just a high functioning one). 
I dearly love my 3 kids (my eldest is 22 years old and hope to graduate this June). My husband  refuses to  place my youngest,  in the care of others, since she is the aggressive and  the worst of the 2.   He has more patience than me in dealing with  my daugther.  We just pray and hope that someday, they both will be better. (Better Autistic I'd say...)
I know there  still a lot of room for growth for  them and us. We learn from  our  kids and they learn  from us.  They are our greatest teachers. They both taught us how to be patient,  how to forgive and forget, to be strong in our emotions,  to  accept  criticisms   freely,   how to survive everyday happy,  to be non-judgemental  toward others,  to accept no matter who you are,   to  share whatever  you have whether small or big,  to  smile and laugh a lot,  not to frown  or get mad,  not to yell,  to give frequent hugs,  give kisses and pat on the back,  to leave behind yesterday, do  whatever you  need  to  do for today and not worry about tomorrow for everyday is different and above all  the unconditional love we have for them. 
Well I guess,   I have told you  about my family, nothing  fancy, just a  simple life we lead and I am happy.
You will meet them all  in San Francisco.
Hope to see you all in July and  I am sure we will all have a great time.
Chat  Sanchez  Lazaro
A New Journey
Welcome to our weblog or blog for short. It's a great place to visit and chat with former nursing school classmates.
Come share memories of the past. Come share the happenings of the present.
Here's to rekindling old friendships and forging new ones!
What are you waiting for? Ready... Set... Post!
Come share memories of the past. Come share the happenings of the present.
Here's to rekindling old friendships and forging new ones!
What are you waiting for? Ready... Set... Post!
Sunday, February 24, 2008
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Hi, Chat. I'm sorry to hear about the trials you are experiencing with your autistic children. I work in an Adolescent Treatment Program and I can empathize with how you must be feeling. I am inviting you to listen to an audio file rearding having a resilient spirit. It sheds some insight into what it means to have sufferings in life. Go to this site --- http://gee2mc.multiply.com/music/item/112/The_Resilient_Spirit
Take care, Chat. I'm praying for you to be fortified with strength and resilience.
HOLD ON
Hold on Chat, hold on. It is tough; very tough. I was blown away by your children. How could that be when you are good? How could that be when you walk the path of righteousness? I have done some research assistant jobs on special children ; and I could not understand, too. I asked Heaven, are they children of a lesser god?
I will sit down with you when I get there, and present another angle of why . But for the meantime, this much I can say, your children are gifts. And you can say, gifts? Yes, they are. Asks heaven why they are gifts to you and your husband; and heaven will reveal.
Thanks for sharing your gifts and your pains.
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