A couple of weeks ago I wrote about my new role model/proposed patron saint of parents of children with special needs, the Hindi mother goddess Durga, who with the help of her eight (sometimes 10) weapons serenely defeats the demon intent on destroying the universe.
Since then, I’ve found myself fantasizing about my ultimate eight (or 10) weapons that I couldn’t live without. I quickly realized that because I’m a lover not a fighter, (as I described in another earlier post about my anti-Mamma Bear status), I got very juiced to conjure up a list not of weapons, but of tools.
Like many parents of kids with special needs, I have a kick-ass toolbox filled with tools honed and sharp, ready to be wielded at a moment’s notice, so that in any given situation — whether the demon is fear, exhaustion, lack of cash, bureaucrats, gatekeepers, odd-ball comments from strangers or five extra pounds weighing me down — I have a huge selection of highly specialized implements available to get the job done. Some tools are universal, some are personal. Some are physical objects, some are virtues. Some I’ve mastered, and let’s consider others to be on my wish list.
Be on the lookout for the contents of my toolbox. I’m curious about yours too. I want to hear about what tools you have up your eight (or 10) sleeves to keep you strong, courageous, joyful and compassionate.