Re: any one raising children with disability

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Donna, Thank you......I work in a special needs class also.....each and every child is a blessing no matter what. We have 15 kids and they are all precious! Merry Christmas to you! PattyDonna Jordon wrote: This was wrote by a lady with a child with a disability and given to us in our special needs class. I just love it, and I want to wish every one a Merry Christmas and to know the beauty that surrounds you. Donna WELCOME TO HOLLAND 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 . 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 things is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place. So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. 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 you breath, you look

around, and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandt. 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." And the pain of that will never, ever, ever go away, because the loss of that dream is 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. By P. Kingsley I know we all love our children no matter what, but sometimes when things are more difficult like with my husbands mental illness, it can tend to bring us

down, so if we can find the beauty of life where ever we are we will find happiness. Merry Christmas. Donna Donna JordonDSJordon@... Yahoo! DSL Something to write home about. Just $16.99/mo. or less

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Donna:

This applies to us at such a deep level. Life is what you make of

it. If you spend your life thinking about what you missed, you may

never see the precious gifts you have right in your lap.

Thanks for sharing this!

Francisco

>

> This was wrote by a lady with a child with a disability and given

to us in our special needs class. I just love it, and I want to wish

every one a Merry Christmas and to know the beauty that surrounds

you. Donna

>

>

> WELCOME TO HOLLAND

>

> 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 . 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 things is that they haven't taken you to a

horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and

disease. It's just a different place.

>

> So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. 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 you breath, you look around, and you begin to notice that

Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips. Holland even has

Rembrandt.

>

> 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. "

>

> And the pain of that will never, ever, ever go away, because the

loss of that dream is 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.

>

> By P. Kingsley

>

>

> I know we all love our children no matter what, but sometimes

when things are more difficult like with my husbands mental illness,

it can tend to bring us down, so if we can find the beauty of life

where ever we are we will find happiness. Merry Christmas. Donna

>

>

>

> Donna Jordon

>

> DSJordon@y...

>

> ---------------------------------

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Thank you Donna, for the inspirational message; however, I just have to say that even though my son has Autism, and even though he is in 40-hours of therapy each week and probably will continue to be for quite a while to come, and even though we have spent many a sleepless nights in the hospital-room with him, wondering of the outcome, I still feel as if I am in Italy; and it is the most beautiful place in the world! Although while pregnant I did not have a clue, (obviously), as to what the future had in store for us; nor the hardships, both emotionally and financially, that his diagnoses would have created, yet I thank God almost every day for the beautiful gift of , my amazingly wonderful son! Pam Donna Jordon wrote: This was wrote by a lady with a child with a disability and given to us in our special needs class. I just love it, and I want to wish every one a Merry Christmas and to know the beauty that surrounds you. Donna WELCOME TO HOLLAND 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 . 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 things is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place. So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. 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 you breath, you look around, and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandt. 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." And the pain of that will never, ever, ever go away, because the loss of that dream is 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. By P. Kingsley I know we all love our children no matter what, but sometimes when things are more difficult like with my husbands mental illness, it can tend to bring us down, so if we can find the beauty of life where ever we are we will find happiness. Merry Christmas. Donna Donna JordonDSJordon@... Yahoo! DSL Something to write home about. Just

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Thank you Donna, for the inspirational message; however, I just have to say that even though my son has Autism, and even though he is in 40-hours of therapy each week and probably will continue to be for quite a while to come, and even though we have spent many a sleepless nights in the hospital-room with him, wondering of the outcome, I still feel as if I am in Italy; and it is the most beautiful place in the world! Although while pregnant I did not have a clue, (obviously), as to what the future had in store for us; nor the hardships, both emotionally and financially, that his diagnoses would have created, yet I thank God almost every day for the beautiful gift of , my amazingly wonderful son! Pam Donna Jordon wrote: This was wrote by a lady with a child with a disability and given to us in our special needs class. I just love it, and I want to wish every one a Merry Christmas and to know the beauty that surrounds you. Donna WELCOME TO HOLLAND 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 . 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 things is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place. So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. 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 you breath, you look around, and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandt. 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." And the pain of that will never, ever, ever go away, because the loss of that dream is 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. By P. Kingsley I know we all love our children no matter what, but sometimes when things are more difficult like with my husbands mental illness, it can tend to bring us down, so if we can find the beauty of life where ever we are we will find happiness. Merry Christmas. Donna Donna JordonDSJordon@... Yahoo! DSL Something to write home about. Just

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Pam I know how much you love your children I hear it in the words you write, you are a wonderful person, mother and wife, I just know without even meeting you. You have a Very Merry Christmas, sweet lady. DonnaPamela wrote: Thank you Donna, for the inspirational message; however, I just have to say that even though my son has Autism, and even though he is in 40-hours of therapy each week and probably will continue to be for quite a while to come, and even though we have spent many a sleepless nights in the hospital-room with him, wondering of the outcome, I still feel as if I am in Italy; and it is the most beautiful place in the world!Although while pregnant I did not have a clue, (obviously), as to what the future had in store for us; nor the hardships, both

emotionally and financially, that his diagnoses would have created, yet I thank God almost every day for the beautiful gift of , my amazingly wonderful son!PamDonna Jordon wrote: This was wrote by a lady with a child with a disability and given to us in our special needs class. I just love it, and I want to wish every one a Merry Christmas and to know the beauty that surrounds you. Donna WELCOME TO HOLLAND 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 . 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 things is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place. So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. 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 you breath, you look

around, and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandt. 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." And the pain of that will never, ever, ever go away, because the loss of that dream is 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. By P. Kingsley I know we all love our children no matter what, but sometimes when things are more difficult like with my husbands mental illness, it can tend to bring us

down, so if we can find the beauty of life where ever we are we will find happiness. Merry Christmas. Donna Donna JordonDSJordon@... Yahoo! DSL Something to write home about. Just $16.99/mo. or less Yahoo! for Good - Make a difference this year. Donna JordonDSJordon@...

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Pam I know how much you love your children I hear it in the words you write, you are a wonderful person, mother and wife, I just know without even meeting you. You have a Very Merry Christmas, sweet lady. DonnaPamela wrote: Thank you Donna, for the inspirational message; however, I just have to say that even though my son has Autism, and even though he is in 40-hours of therapy each week and probably will continue to be for quite a while to come, and even though we have spent many a sleepless nights in the hospital-room with him, wondering of the outcome, I still feel as if I am in Italy; and it is the most beautiful place in the world!Although while pregnant I did not have a clue, (obviously), as to what the future had in store for us; nor the hardships, both

emotionally and financially, that his diagnoses would have created, yet I thank God almost every day for the beautiful gift of , my amazingly wonderful son!PamDonna Jordon wrote: This was wrote by a lady with a child with a disability and given to us in our special needs class. I just love it, and I want to wish every one a Merry Christmas and to know the beauty that surrounds you. Donna WELCOME TO HOLLAND 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 . 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 things is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place. So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. 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 you breath, you look

around, and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandt. 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." And the pain of that will never, ever, ever go away, because the loss of that dream is 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. By P. Kingsley I know we all love our children no matter what, but sometimes when things are more difficult like with my husbands mental illness, it can tend to bring us

down, so if we can find the beauty of life where ever we are we will find happiness. Merry Christmas. Donna Donna JordonDSJordon@... Yahoo! DSL Something to write home about. Just $16.99/mo. or less Yahoo! for Good - Make a difference this year. Donna JordonDSJordon@...

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Pam, I two have two boys with Autism,. It was very

hard at first but as they have gotten older, I don't

have to deal with some of the challenges as I did when

they were little ones. They are 14 (will be 15) and

11 (will be 12) and I am dealing with trying to

transition them from teenage years to adult years (at

least for my oldest oneA). I know that without God, I

can't do anything so in Him I put all my trust and

whatever trials I have to face, its okay because I

know that God has seen the beginning, the present and

the future ane He knows the outcome. I think we

emailed back and forth for a while. You hang in there

and I hope that Christmas is everything that you could

every hope it would be.

Pam Marsh

--- Donna Jordon wrote:

> Pam

> I know how much you love your children I hear it

> in the words you write, you are a wonderful person,

> mother and wife, I just know without even meeting

> you. You have a Very Merry Christmas, sweet lady.

> Donna

>

> Pamela wrote:

> Thank you Donna, for the inspirational message;

> however, I just have to say that even though my son

> has Autism, and even though he is in 40-hours of

> therapy each week and probably will continue to be

> for quite a while to come, and even though we have

> spent many a sleepless nights in the hospital-room

> with him, wondering of the outcome, I still feel as

> if I am in Italy; and it is the most beautiful place

> in the world!

>

> Although while pregnant I did not have a clue,

> (obviously), as to what the future had in store for

> us; nor the hardships, both emotionally and

> financially, that his diagnoses would have created,

> yet I thank God almost every day for the beautiful

> gift of , my amazingly wonderful son!

>

> Pam

>

>

> Donna Jordon wrote: This was

> wrote by a lady with a child with a disability and

> given to us in our special needs class. I just love

> it, and I want to wish every one a Merry Christmas

> and to know the beauty that surrounds you. Donna

>

>

> WELCOME TO HOLLAND

>

> 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 . 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 things is that they haven't taken

> you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of

> pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a

> different place.

>

> So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. 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 you

> breath, you look around, and you begin to notice

> that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips.

> Holland even has Rembrandt.

>

> 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. "

>

> And the pain of that will never, ever, ever go

> away, because the loss of that dream is 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.

>

> By P. Kingsley

>

>

> I know we all love our children no matter what,

> but sometimes when things are more difficult like

> with my husbands mental illness, it can tend to

> bring us down, so if we can find the beauty of life

> where ever we are we will find happiness. Merry

> Christmas. Donna

>

>

>

> Donna Jordon

>

> DSJordon@...

>

> ---------------------------------

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> $16.99/mo. or less

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Pam, I two have two boys with Autism,. It was very

hard at first but as they have gotten older, I don't

have to deal with some of the challenges as I did when

they were little ones. They are 14 (will be 15) and

11 (will be 12) and I am dealing with trying to

transition them from teenage years to adult years (at

least for my oldest oneA). I know that without God, I

can't do anything so in Him I put all my trust and

whatever trials I have to face, its okay because I

know that God has seen the beginning, the present and

the future ane He knows the outcome. I think we

emailed back and forth for a while. You hang in there

and I hope that Christmas is everything that you could

every hope it would be.

Pam Marsh

--- Donna Jordon wrote:

> Pam

> I know how much you love your children I hear it

> in the words you write, you are a wonderful person,

> mother and wife, I just know without even meeting

> you. You have a Very Merry Christmas, sweet lady.

> Donna

>

> Pamela wrote:

> Thank you Donna, for the inspirational message;

> however, I just have to say that even though my son

> has Autism, and even though he is in 40-hours of

> therapy each week and probably will continue to be

> for quite a while to come, and even though we have

> spent many a sleepless nights in the hospital-room

> with him, wondering of the outcome, I still feel as

> if I am in Italy; and it is the most beautiful place

> in the world!

>

> Although while pregnant I did not have a clue,

> (obviously), as to what the future had in store for

> us; nor the hardships, both emotionally and

> financially, that his diagnoses would have created,

> yet I thank God almost every day for the beautiful

> gift of , my amazingly wonderful son!

>

> Pam

>

>

> Donna Jordon wrote: This was

> wrote by a lady with a child with a disability and

> given to us in our special needs class. I just love

> it, and I want to wish every one a Merry Christmas

> and to know the beauty that surrounds you. Donna

>

>

> WELCOME TO HOLLAND

>

> 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 . 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 things is that they haven't taken

> you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of

> pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a

> different place.

>

> So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. 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 you

> breath, you look around, and you begin to notice

> that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips.

> Holland even has Rembrandt.

>

> 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. "

>

> And the pain of that will never, ever, ever go

> away, because the loss of that dream is 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.

>

> By P. Kingsley

>

>

> I know we all love our children no matter what,

> but sometimes when things are more difficult like

> with my husbands mental illness, it can tend to

> bring us down, so if we can find the beauty of life

> where ever we are we will find happiness. Merry

> Christmas. Donna

>

>

>

> Donna Jordon

>

> DSJordon@...

>

> ---------------------------------

> Yahoo! DSL Something to write home about. Just

> $16.99/mo. or less

>

>

> ---------------------------------

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>

>

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Pamela Just wanted to wish you a Very Merry Christmas. DonnaPamela A Marsh wrote: Pam, I two have two boys with Autism,. It was veryhard at first but as they have gotten older, I don'thave to deal with some of the challenges as I did whenthey were little ones. They are 14 (will be 15) and11 (will be 12) and I am dealing with trying totransition them from teenage years to adult years (atleast for my oldest oneA). I know that without God, Ican't do anything so in Him I put all my trust andwhatever trials I have to face, its okay because Iknow that God has seen the beginning, the present andthe future ane He knows the outcome. I think weemailed back and forth for a while. You hang in thereand I hope that Christmas is

everything that you couldevery hope it would be. Pam Marsh--- Donna Jordon wrote:> Pam> I know how much you love your children I hear it> in the words you write, you are a wonderful person,> mother and wife, I just know without even meeting> you. You have a Very Merry Christmas, sweet lady. > Donna> > Pamela wrote:> Thank you Donna, for the inspirational message;> however, I just have to say that even though my son> has Autism, and even though he is in 40-hours of> therapy each week and probably will continue to be> for quite a while to come, and even though we have> spent many a sleepless nights in the hospital-room> with him, wondering of the outcome, I still feel as> if I am in Italy; and it is the most beautiful place> in the

world!> > Although while pregnant I did not have a clue,> (obviously), as to what the future had in store for> us; nor the hardships, both emotionally and> financially, that his diagnoses would have created,> yet I thank God almost every day for the beautiful> gift of , my amazingly wonderful son!> > Pam> > > Donna Jordon wrote: This was> wrote by a lady with a child with a disability and> given to us in our special needs class. I just love> it, and I want to wish every one a Merry Christmas> and to know the beauty that surrounds you. Donna>

> > WELCOME TO HOLLAND> > 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 . 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 things is that they haven't taken> you to a horrible,

disgusting, filthy place, full of> pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a> different place.> > So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. 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 you> breath, you look around, and you begin to notice> that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips. > Holland even has Rembrandt.> > 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."> > And the pain of that will never, ever, ever go> away, because the loss of that dream is 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.> > By P. Kingsley> > > I know we all love our children no matter what,> but sometimes when things are more difficult like> with my husbands mental illness, it can tend to> bring us down, so if we can find the beauty of life> where ever we are we will find happiness. Merry> Christmas. Donna> > > > Donna

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Pamela Just wanted to wish you a Very Merry Christmas. DonnaPamela A Marsh wrote: Pam, I two have two boys with Autism,. It was veryhard at first but as they have gotten older, I don'thave to deal with some of the challenges as I did whenthey were little ones. They are 14 (will be 15) and11 (will be 12) and I am dealing with trying totransition them from teenage years to adult years (atleast for my oldest oneA). I know that without God, Ican't do anything so in Him I put all my trust andwhatever trials I have to face, its okay because Iknow that God has seen the beginning, the present andthe future ane He knows the outcome. I think weemailed back and forth for a while. You hang in thereand I hope that Christmas is

everything that you couldevery hope it would be. Pam Marsh--- Donna Jordon wrote:> Pam> I know how much you love your children I hear it> in the words you write, you are a wonderful person,> mother and wife, I just know without even meeting> you. You have a Very Merry Christmas, sweet lady. > Donna> > Pamela wrote:> Thank you Donna, for the inspirational message;> however, I just have to say that even though my son> has Autism, and even though he is in 40-hours of> therapy each week and probably will continue to be> for quite a while to come, and even though we have> spent many a sleepless nights in the hospital-room> with him, wondering of the outcome, I still feel as> if I am in Italy; and it is the most beautiful place> in the

world!> > Although while pregnant I did not have a clue,> (obviously), as to what the future had in store for> us; nor the hardships, both emotionally and> financially, that his diagnoses would have created,> yet I thank God almost every day for the beautiful> gift of , my amazingly wonderful son!> > Pam> > > Donna Jordon wrote: This was> wrote by a lady with a child with a disability and> given to us in our special needs class. I just love> it, and I want to wish every one a Merry Christmas> and to know the beauty that surrounds you. Donna>

> > WELCOME TO HOLLAND> > 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 . 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 things is that they haven't taken> you to a horrible,

disgusting, filthy place, full of> pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a> different place.> > So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. 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 you> breath, you look around, and you begin to notice> that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips. > Holland even has Rembrandt.> > 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."> > And the pain of that will never, ever, ever go> away, because the loss of that dream is 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.> > By P. Kingsley> > > I know we all love our children no matter what,> but sometimes when things are more difficult like> with my husbands mental illness, it can tend to> bring us down, so if we can find the beauty of life> where ever we are we will find happiness. Merry> Christmas. Donna> > > > Donna

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Thanks, Donna, for your kind words; however, I'm not such a "wonderful person" as much as a woman who prayed and prayed for a child of my own, and then was blessed with the gift of my son, and I thank God for that gift regardless of how he is packaged!! Have a blessed Christmas! PamDonna Jordon wrote: Pam I know how much you love your children I hear it in the words you write, you are a wonderful person, mother and wife, I just know without even meeting you. You have a Very Merry Christmas, sweet lady. DonnaPamela wrote: Thank you Donna, for the

inspirational message; however, I just have to say that even though my son has Autism, and even though he is in 40-hours of therapy each week and probably will continue to be for quite a while to come, and even though we have spent many a sleepless nights in the hospital-room with him, wondering of the outcome, I still feel as if I am in Italy; and it is the most beautiful place in the world!Although while pregnant I did not have a clue, (obviously), as to what the future had in store for us; nor the hardships, both emotionally and financially, that his diagnoses would have created, yet I thank God almost every day for the beautiful gift of , my amazingly wonderful son!PamDonna Jordon wrote: This was wrote by a lady with

a child with a disability and given to us in our special needs class. I just love it, and I want to wish every one a Merry Christmas and to know the beauty that surrounds you. Donna WELCOME TO HOLLAND 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 . 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 things is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy

place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place. So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. 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 you breath, you look around, and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandt. 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." And the pain of that will never, ever, ever go away, because the loss of that

dream is 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. By P. Kingsley I know we all love our children no matter what, but sometimes when things are more difficult like with my husbands mental illness, it can tend to bring us down, so if we can find the beauty of life where ever we are we will find happiness. Merry Christmas. Donna Donna JordonDSJordon@... Yahoo! DSL Something to write home about. Just $16.99/mo. or less Yahoo! for Good - Make a difference this year. Donna JordonDSJordon@... Yahoo! ShoppingFind Great Deals on Holiday Gifts at Yahoo! Shopping

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Thanks, Donna, for your kind words; however, I'm not such a "wonderful person" as much as a woman who prayed and prayed for a child of my own, and then was blessed with the gift of my son, and I thank God for that gift regardless of how he is packaged!! Have a blessed Christmas! PamDonna Jordon wrote: Pam I know how much you love your children I hear it in the words you write, you are a wonderful person, mother and wife, I just know without even meeting you. You have a Very Merry Christmas, sweet lady. DonnaPamela wrote: Thank you Donna, for the

inspirational message; however, I just have to say that even though my son has Autism, and even though he is in 40-hours of therapy each week and probably will continue to be for quite a while to come, and even though we have spent many a sleepless nights in the hospital-room with him, wondering of the outcome, I still feel as if I am in Italy; and it is the most beautiful place in the world!Although while pregnant I did not have a clue, (obviously), as to what the future had in store for us; nor the hardships, both emotionally and financially, that his diagnoses would have created, yet I thank God almost every day for the beautiful gift of , my amazingly wonderful son!PamDonna Jordon wrote: This was wrote by a lady with

a child with a disability and given to us in our special needs class. I just love it, and I want to wish every one a Merry Christmas and to know the beauty that surrounds you. Donna WELCOME TO HOLLAND 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 . 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 things is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy

place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place. So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. 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 you breath, you look around, and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandt. 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." And the pain of that will never, ever, ever go away, because the loss of that

dream is 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. By P. Kingsley I know we all love our children no matter what, but sometimes when things are more difficult like with my husbands mental illness, it can tend to bring us down, so if we can find the beauty of life where ever we are we will find happiness. Merry Christmas. Donna Donna JordonDSJordon@... Yahoo! DSL Something to write home about. Just $16.99/mo. or less Yahoo! for Good - Make a difference this year. Donna JordonDSJordon@... Yahoo! ShoppingFind Great Deals on Holiday Gifts at Yahoo! Shopping

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Thanks Pam. It is good to know that with age, it does get better! Have a blessed Christmas! PamPamela A Marsh wrote: Pam, I two have two boys with Autism,. It was veryhard at first but as they have gotten older, I don'thave to deal with some of the challenges as I did whenthey were little ones. They are 14 (will be 15) and11 (will be 12) and I am dealing with trying totransition them from teenage years to adult years (atleast for my oldest oneA). I know that without God, Ican't do anything so in Him I put all my trust andwhatever trials I have to face, its okay because Iknow that God has seen the beginning, the present andthe future ane He knows the outcome. I think weemailed back and

forth for a while. You hang in thereand I hope that Christmas is everything that you couldevery hope it would be. Pam Marsh--- Donna Jordon wrote:> Pam> I know how much you love your children I hear it> in the words you write, you are a wonderful person,> mother and wife, I just know without even meeting> you. You have a Very Merry Christmas, sweet lady. > Donna> > Pamela wrote:> Thank you Donna, for the inspirational message;> however, I just have to say that even though my son> has Autism, and even though he is in 40-hours of> therapy each week and probably will continue to be> for quite a while to come, and even though we have> spent many a sleepless nights in the hospital-room> with him, wondering of the outcome, I still feel as>

if I am in Italy; and it is the most beautiful place> in the world!> > Although while pregnant I did not have a clue,> (obviously), as to what the future had in store for> us; nor the hardships, both emotionally and> financially, that his diagnoses would have created,> yet I thank God almost every day for the beautiful> gift of , my amazingly wonderful son!> > Pam> > > Donna Jordon wrote: This was> wrote by a lady with a child with a disability and> given to us in our special needs class. I just love> it, and I want to wish every one a Merry Christmas> and to know the beauty that surrounds you. Donna>

> > WELCOME TO HOLLAND> > 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 . 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 things is that they haven't taken> you to a horrible,

disgusting, filthy place, full of> pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a> different place.> > So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. 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 you> breath, you look around, and you begin to notice> that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips. > Holland even has Rembrandt.> > 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."> > And the pain of that will never, ever, ever go> away, because the loss of that dream is 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.> > By P. Kingsley> > > I know we all love our children no matter what,> but sometimes when things are more difficult like> with my husbands mental illness, it can tend to> bring us down, so if we can find the beauty of life> where ever we are we will find happiness. Merry> Christmas. Donna> > > > Donna

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Thanks Pam. It is good to know that with age, it does get better! Have a blessed Christmas! PamPamela A Marsh wrote: Pam, I two have two boys with Autism,. It was veryhard at first but as they have gotten older, I don'thave to deal with some of the challenges as I did whenthey were little ones. They are 14 (will be 15) and11 (will be 12) and I am dealing with trying totransition them from teenage years to adult years (atleast for my oldest oneA). I know that without God, Ican't do anything so in Him I put all my trust andwhatever trials I have to face, its okay because Iknow that God has seen the beginning, the present andthe future ane He knows the outcome. I think weemailed back and

forth for a while. You hang in thereand I hope that Christmas is everything that you couldevery hope it would be. Pam Marsh--- Donna Jordon wrote:> Pam> I know how much you love your children I hear it> in the words you write, you are a wonderful person,> mother and wife, I just know without even meeting> you. You have a Very Merry Christmas, sweet lady. > Donna> > Pamela wrote:> Thank you Donna, for the inspirational message;> however, I just have to say that even though my son> has Autism, and even though he is in 40-hours of> therapy each week and probably will continue to be> for quite a while to come, and even though we have> spent many a sleepless nights in the hospital-room> with him, wondering of the outcome, I still feel as>

if I am in Italy; and it is the most beautiful place> in the world!> > Although while pregnant I did not have a clue,> (obviously), as to what the future had in store for> us; nor the hardships, both emotionally and> financially, that his diagnoses would have created,> yet I thank God almost every day for the beautiful> gift of , my amazingly wonderful son!> > Pam> > > Donna Jordon wrote: This was> wrote by a lady with a child with a disability and> given to us in our special needs class. I just love> it, and I want to wish every one a Merry Christmas> and to know the beauty that surrounds you. Donna>

> > WELCOME TO HOLLAND> > 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 . 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 things is that they haven't taken> you to a horrible,

disgusting, filthy place, full of> pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a> different place.> > So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. 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 you> breath, you look around, and you begin to notice> that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips. > Holland even has Rembrandt.> > 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."> > And the pain of that will never, ever, ever go> away, because the loss of that dream is 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.> > By P. Kingsley> > > I know we all love our children no matter what,> but sometimes when things are more difficult like> with my husbands mental illness, it can tend to> bring us down, so if we can find the beauty of life> where ever we are we will find happiness. Merry> Christmas. Donna> > > > Donna

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Pam Just for being able to except your blessing, makes you a wonderful person. Don't put yourself less than you are. There's good and bad in all of us we're only human. There is wonderful in you, please except it, and have a Merry Christmas. DonnaPamela wrote: Thanks, Donna, for your kind words; however, I'm not such a "wonderful person" as much as a woman who prayed and prayed for a child of my own, and then was blessed with the gift of my son, and I thank God for that gift regardless of how he is packaged!! Have a blessed Christmas! PamDonna Jordon wrote: Pam I know how much you love your children I hear it in the words you write, you are a wonderful person, mother and wife, I just know without even meeting you. You have a Very Merry Christmas, sweet lady. DonnaPamela wrote: Thank you Donna, for the inspirational message; however, I just have to say that even though my son has Autism, and even though he is in 40-hours of therapy each week and probably will continue to be for quite a while to come, and even though we have spent many a sleepless nights in the hospital-room with him, wondering of the outcome, I still feel as if I am in Italy; and it is the most beautiful place in the world!Although while pregnant I did not have a clue, (obviously), as to what the future had in store for us; nor the hardships, both

emotionally and financially, that his diagnoses would have created, yet I thank God almost every day for the beautiful gift of , my amazingly wonderful son!PamDonna Jordon wrote: This was wrote by a lady with a child with a disability and given to us in our special needs class. I just love it, and I want to wish every one a Merry Christmas and to know the beauty that surrounds you. Donna WELCOME TO HOLLAND 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 . 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 things is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place. So you must go out and buy new guidebooks. 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 you breath, you look

around, and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills. Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandt. 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." And the pain of that will never, ever, ever go away, because the loss of that dream is 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. By P. Kingsley I know we all love our children no matter what, but sometimes when things are more difficult like with my husbands mental illness, it can tend to bring us

down, so if we can find the beauty of life where ever we are we will find happiness. Merry Christmas. Donna Donna JordonDSJordon@... Yahoo! DSL Something to write home about. Just $16.99/mo. or less Yahoo! for Good - Make a difference this year. Donna JordonDSJordon@... Yahoo! ShoppingFind Great Deals on Holiday Gifts at Yahoo! Shopping Yahoo!

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