Monday, February 14, 2011

Happy Valentine's Day

02.14.2011

Happy Valentine’s Day!

I’ve always disliked this day. I’ve always seen it as a frivolous day for mass consumption and a day made to make many of us feel like we were inadequate in the relationship department. I certainly didn’t need an official day in the year to remind me of my inadequacies. I’ve always been of the opinion that one should appreciate one’s loved ones on a daily basis instead of saving it for one stupid day but I’ve relaxed such views over the years. Sort of.

I encourage people to make at least one affectionate gesture toward their spouse and should you have a kid, tell him/her daily that you love him/her. Don’t save it for a day like today or a birthday or some other “special” day. Life’s too short.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

His Smile

02.13.2011

I spent the latter part of the afternoon today at a girlfriend’s house playing with her 8-month old firmly gripping my fingers while we walked the circumference of their living room over and over. It was tremendous fun to witness his amazement at every nook and cranny, although, the thing that was most heartwarming was listening to his excited shrieks while “walking.” If a picture speaks a thousand words then a child’s smile speaks a million more…

Not Today

02.12.2011

I got some not-so-good news today about a family member and this, coupled with jet-lag and getting ready for a big project for tomorrow, has exhausted me both physically and emotionally. I can’t find the mental space to write anything meaningful.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Brene Brown: The Power of Vulnerability Video

02.11.2011

This video was sent to me today and I thoroughly enjoyed it. The speaker mainly talks about fear and vulnerability and gives suggestions on living a more fulfilling life, but she mentions certain things about parenthood and raising children that I find essential for all to keep in mind. I have many favorite quotes that I could share from this presentation but I will leave you with only one: Have the courage to be imperfect.

Enjoy!

(Don’t be warded up by its 20-minute length. It’s informative and entertaining.)

Brene Brown: The power of vulnerability | Video on TED.com

Thursday, February 3, 2011

How Do Parents Do It?

02.03.2011

Happy Chinese New Year! Year of the Rabbit – it’s supposed to be a good one.

This passed week has been crazy and I can’t believe how fast it’s flown. In addition to the mile-long laundry list I had I’ve been under the weather. I always try to holistically heal myself first and if that doesn’t work then go to the doctor’s. Though I did go 3 weeks ago for my pink eye that I’m JUST NOW starting to get over. I think. I don’t know how parents have an insane schedule like I’ve had AND have time to be a parent. I understand that if it’s important enough, you’ll find the time for anything. But seriously, I really don’t get it.

And I’m sure all you parents out there are shaking you’re head and saying, “Of course you don’t.” Well, yes, I don’t. I’m barely surviving taking care of myself, Rob and two cats. Is it possible to survive on an even busier schedule? Hard to believe.

(I must take a hiatus for a week. I’ll be back next Friday.)

Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Free The Hikers: Part III

02.02.2011

I’m writing about the hikers again because, I think, there’s been a misunderstanding about what message I was trying to convey the other day. I wrote that entry very late and after an exhausting day, and I later realized that it may not have made sense.

To start, for anyone who may be new to my blog and who may not have read my very first entry, the “rules” and “point” of my blog may not be clear. While I do get political and express my opinions, it’s always in the context of analyzing our society through the topic of children whether it’s on parenting or education, for example. I also often provide personal experiences to explore whatever issue(s) I’m discussing in a particular entry. I think my entry on the hikers the other day and relating it to my sister may have been doubly confusing without knowing the way I’ve set things up.

What I personally took away from last week’s event at USC with Sarah Shourd is how despite having every reason to be angry and spiteful, I’m to understand that she’s made peace with her interment and continues to fight for her fiancĂ© and friend. Through this dark period in her life, she’s found a way of letting go of the anger and continues to hope and pray for the release of Josh and Shane.

From their mothers’ perspective, I understood that they too hope and pray (and fight), BUT, I would like to draw attention to the fact that the situation and ultimate decision of their sons’ fate is out of their hands. They can scream, turn blue, throw and break things but nothing will change it. They have the power to do exactly what it is they’re doing now but they can’t force Iran’s government to release their sons. Sometimes the most painful decision includes sitting and waiting and accepting that there is a greater power in control (and I mean that literally and spiritually).

It was this sentiment that I was trying to express when I brought up my sister. I acknowledge that it was a weak attempt and, obviously, my family’s plight at the time didn’t involve a family member unjustly detained. But, without getting into specifics, a life was in danger. My mom and I could do nothing to change the situation and we had to sit, wait and accept that there was a greater power in control. For my family, there was a happy ending. I too wish the same ending for Josh and Shane. I also wish that Sarah and Shane can marry one day and start a life together in peace. They most certainly deserve that as does anyone.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

A Disability Separates Mother and Children

02.01.2011

I read Sandy Banks’ Op-Ed piece from today and I couldn’t have said it better myself.

Divided by parental love

A 'good father' feuds with his former mother-in-law over visits between his children and their disabled mom. That shouldn't be.

Sandy Banks / February 1, 2011

The court file might be as thick as the Dorn triplets are tall by the time the legal wrangling between their father and grandparents ends.

The children — Yossi, Esti and Reuvi, now 41/2 — are at the center of an acrimonious legal battle over whether they should be allowed, ordered even, to visit their mother, who suffered catastrophic brain damage giving birth to them.


Times reporter Maria La Ganga has chronicled the story of the family: Abbie Dorn was left unable to move or speak by a series of medical errors during childbirth in 2006 at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center. Two years later, she and her husband, Dan, were divorced. Her parents, Paul and Susan Cohen, became her conservators. They moved Abbie to their South Carolina home and enlisted an army of therapists to work with her.

Susan says Abbie has improved dramatically from the "vegetative state" once assigned to her. "She has vision; she can hear, she enjoys her nieces and nephews." It's time for her children to get to know the mother they have seen only once in three years.

Dan Dorn sees it differently. For months after the children were born, he hauled them to her hospital bed.

Those visits stopped, he said, when he became convinced that they would do his children more harm than good.

He is trying to protect his children from the danger of unreal expectations that their mother will one day be able to help them with homework, or even talk with them.

That expectation is embodied by his former mother-in-law, who looks past Abbie's feeding tube, rigid limbs and blank stare and sees her funny, loving middle child — the one she always considered the peacemaker.

This case could use a peacemaker.

The legal question is clear: California's family law provisions support "frequent and continuing contact with both parents" unless that contact is "not in the best interests of the children." It is up to Judge Frederick C. Shaller to decide whether visits with their mother would be detrimental to the triplets.

But the process has been freighted with hostility and hardball tactics, with each side claiming that the other cares less about the children's interests than their own selfish agendas.

"I get a sick feeling about this case," Shaller told both sides during a court hearing I attended last week. "I don't know how it got to the point of being litigated like this when we have three little children to think about."

The lawyers seem to argue over every detail, from the evaluations offered by dueling experts to the conditions for a possible Passover visit.

"Most of what is happening in this case doesn't seem to be focusing on … what would be in the best interest of these children," Judge Shaller told them.

The judge is right, from what I see. This is less a legal battle than a war between two bulldog parents, a father of young triplets and the mother of a disabled woman, trying to trying to protect children who have no voice.

Susan Cohen has made the case a public crusade, putting the best face on her daughter's shortcomings. Abbie has a Facebook page. She stares blankly at the camera in her profile photo, pretty in a red headband and bow.

Her interests are swimming, walking on the beach and yoga, it says. There's a video of her at a Purim celebration, strapped to a wheelchair-like contraption while clapping children dance a circle around her.

"Dan wants to erase her from the world," Susan said, her voice rising in the courthouse hall. "It's as if she never existed."

The one time Dan allowed the children to visit Abbie's home, he had Susan followed around by a bodyguard so she wouldn't say anything to the children. "He doesn't want them to know anything about their mother; doesn't even want them to pray for her."

She pauses, and her voice is softer when she speaks again. "He's a good father. He spends time with them, takes good care of them.... But he's afraid for me to give them hope."

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It's easy to see why Dan Dorn may be seen as the villain. In letters, blog posts and message boards, strangers have lashed out at his choice to keep a mother from her children.

Dan has refused to talk with reporters, but I approach him in the courthouse hallway. I see a flicker of recognition in his eyes when I tell him that I was also a single parent and raised three children on my own when their father died.

His lawyer raises a hand to stop him, but he seems eager for a sounding board.

"I'm the bad guy in this, I know," he said. "I loved Abbie." But his Abbie is gone. His responsibility now is to his children, and he doesn't want them to court disappointment with dreams of boardwalk excursions and shopping malls.

I think he's hard-headed but not hard-hearted. Still, I'll join the chorus and say he's wrong. I understand a father's urge to protect his children. But I think Dorn underestimates the grip a mother has on her children's souls.

Yossi, Esti and Reuvi won't always be naive children, mollified by the script their suffering father offers: Mommy got sick because the doctor made a mistake. Nothing can be done except to move on.

The triplets will become teenagers, young adults, maybe parents. Getting to know their mother, whatever her limitations, offers lessons in patience, sacrifice and compassion that can shape the grownups they become.

There are gifts for both mother and children that only reconciliation between these two families can provide: the joy — however ephemeral and unmeasured — that Abbie may draw from watching her children grow. And the security her children will draw from the knowledge that Mommy loved them with all she had.


sandy.banks@latimes.com

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