I was fortunate to attend an event this weekend for moms of children with hearing loss. I wanted to go because I feel like I have been so immersed in the heart mom aspect of things, but, the older Evan gets, the more it’s clear that being a hearing loss mom is just as important. So, this overnight retreat was a great way to immerse myself in deaf/hard of hearing parent culture for a bit.
I’m so glad I went. Everyone’s children with hearing loss were older than Evan, but every mom I talked to was so willing to share her tips and what worked for their family. Surprisingly, I connected most with a few moms whose children are much, much older than Evan.
Days later, I’m still struck by how freely and joyfully many of them gave advice. In fact, several specifically mentioned being there to support other moms.
That’s pretty amazing…pretty inspiring.
As I reflect on this experience, it’s really got me thinking more about a post I wrote a couple of weeks ago about the complexity of the village.
I remember the specific moment of the weekend when I really felt that I was among people who “got it.”
After dinner, I was chatting with some moms, and I mentioned something about all of the videos you see on Facebook of kids getting their hearing aids and having this amazing, beautiful reaction. The table instantly started laughing, and my heart suddenly fell into place.
It’s a post in itself, but those videos, touching as they may be, are not the norm. I’m used to people asking me about Evan’s reaction to getting his hearing aids, expecting me to share a story like the ones they see on Facebook. At a table surrounded by people who understand, they knew without needing to say so that it’s not like that.
For the remainder of the weekend, I soaked up tips I would never have thought to ask for, all from people who took so much joy from sharing them.
So, to those moms who I met this weekend with such generous and caring hearts, thank you.
At the end of the retreat, all of us moms stood in a circle, holding hands and saying the name of the person/people we were there for. After everyone shared the name of her person, the leader asked, “Can you feel that?”…and I literally could. There was an electric energy rushing through the circle.
When moms get together with the intention of lifting each other up, beautiful things happen.