If you read here with any frequency, then you know that the last two months have been long ones for my family. I don't share every last detail of my life on my blog, and recently I've been accused of sharing just the good stuff. Well, my life is a private one and I do only share a slice of it. Trust me, you wouldn't want the unedited version. It's my life and it's personal. But share I do. I like having a blog. I like "meeting" new people. I like sharing my experiences. But please know that yes, you're only getting a slice.
Two months ago, my son, Jonathan, who is 19, was suspended from school for an outburst that was related to his disability. Completely beyond his control. His school system (Loudoun County Public Schools) overreacted and suspended him indefinitely, saying he was a danger and a menace. We've spent the last two months, battling and fighting for a private placement that is best for Jonathan. It has been tough. But I am proud to say we are at the end of our fight. With the help of an amazing lawyer with VOPA (Virginia Office for Protection and Advocacy Virginia's Protection ...) we've been successful in our mission to find Jonathan the BEST placement.
Why do I share all of this with you now? Because I couldn't really talk about it before. Although I am not legally bound by confidentiality agreements, I felt it was in Jonathan's best interest to remain silent. Let me tell how tough it is: when someone wrongs and hurts your child, an innocent child with MR who cannot defend themselves, and you just have to stay quiet. It's tough. To see administrators get away with illegal actions, knowing they'll just skate free. It's tough. But you know what's tougher? My kid. He's put up with this for longer than I knew. He took it. And he didn't complain. He was subjected to discrimination and the misunderstanding that is so common against individuals with disabilities. He is strong. And I've learned a lot from him during this process.
So let the sun shine in. We're ready for change. We've moving on. Leaving the past in the past. Literally. For those of you who prayed for us, thank you. It means more than I can say. Please keep Jonathan in your prayers as we embrace the changes ahead.