Thursday, February 2, 2017

From Home

Always with the kids in mind, no matter if they're in diapers or about to go out into the world as an adult...

I get invited to do some pretty amazing things.  Some stuff is miles and miles away.  Some is close by, but with how unpredictable life can be, getting to the close by events can be impossible.  
I have the chance to do some pretty neat things with some incredible people in just a few weeks, but I have so much to line up before I even think of going: making sure Ronan's people can come early and stay late, making sure no one is sick (oy, this week's plans were absolutely, utterly and completely destroyed with 3 kids home 3 days in a row), making sure my husband can be home in case my schedule runs late, making sure I have a back up plan to my back up plan, making sure everything falls into place. 
It can be so overwhelming.
I was telling my husband last night that as much as I want to be right there in the middle of all the awesome advocating that goes on, sometimes I can do more work right here at home.  Take last week, for instance.  It included several good examples of how easy speaking up can be.  
From right here at home, I was able to send out dozens of emails to representatives.  I was also able to make several phone calls to their offices while working out of my home office.  While sitting on my couch, I rallied with other concerned citizens who were also not afraid to speak their minds.  With all of us working behind the scenes and from the comfort of our own homes, together, we successfully shot down another bill that would've stripped parental rights.
And today?  While sitting here in my pajamas?  While sipping my coffee?  While I wanted to be out in the real world but found myself home again as my kids took another sick day?  
Well, today, I got a beautifully written email from a concerned parent asking me for advice.  I've gotten plenty of those messages and requests over the years, but it's been quite awhile since I've gotten one about an adult child.
The adult child is being forced to make a decision - get vaccinated with a vaccine they don't want and that's made with aborted fetal cells, or forgo an academic opportunity.  I don't have all the answers, far from it, but I do have a way of helping someone mom-to-mom.  So, that's what I did.  
Right here from home.  
While still in my jammies.  
While sipping my coffee.
Finding me after reading my Where's the Outrage? Vaccines and Aborted Fetal Tissue piece, which recently made the rounds on FB again, I cannot tell you how humbling it is to get a message like the one I saw in my inbox this morning.  After carefully crafting my response, because my goal is not to tell a parent what to do but to share that they have options, here is some of my reply to the parent who also happens to be Catholic and who also shares the same opinions as I.
Thanks so much for reaching out and telling me your story.  My kids are still young -- college and workplace medical requirements are years away for us.  I haven't done as much reading on the subject yet, but I know I need to start researching that myself soon.
Since I have limited knowledge on what you are facing, I hope the following ideas I brainstormed can give you some workable options... can be so frustrating, so I'll be praying things work out.  If I come across any more information that I think could help protect your son's rights, I will send it to you.
That other parent may have felt like her child was backed up against the wall, but there are other options to vaccines and school "requirements".  I let her know that by planting a seed.  A small one.  With a link or two.  With some suggestions that may work.  With hope and also with some happiness sprinkled in.
Moms don't have to go it alone, even those moms whose babies are entering adulthood.  We can do this.  Together.  Always for the matter how young or how old they may be. 

xo, Cat

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