a little Marjie…

Rejoice friends, for Marjie Thompson is smiling on us from some warm and peaceful place.

Earlier this week, I stumbled across a new Facebook page that has emerged by the name Vision Therapy Parents Unite, which requires only a simple request to join. The page is a virtual town hall meeting for parents – answering questions, sharing experiences, and promoting Vision Therapy. The group has a very “Marjie-esque” feel to it, and instantly reminded me of my time serving as the National President of P.A.V.E., after her passing.  For anyone who didn’t have the pleasure of knowing Marjie, please know the efforts she made through P.A.V.E. continue to pay dividends for all of us, to this day.  After introducing myself as a Vision Therapist to this group (and mentioning this blog), I received an extremely kind and touching email from a mother.  She shared her 15 year old son’s story of struggle, her guilt over not discovering Vision Therapy until now, his recent entry into a VT program, and ended with this heartfelt question:

Is it too late to make a difference in his life with Vision Therapy?

In a word: No

We parents like to beat ourselves up. In fact, you would be hard pressed to find anyone as critical of their own parenting as I am of mine; a trait which tends to be both a curse and a blessing for those of us raised by perfectionists.  But even in my own self analysis and criticism, most times I realize that I’ve done my best, and some slack is deserved. The same is true for all of us. After all, the hospital doesn’t provide a user’s manual when they send you home with your new baby.  Would it have been ideal to discover Vision Therapy when your son was 4 years old and miss out on his multitude of struggles?  Sure it would.  But why beat yourself up and belabor the past?  I’ve worked with patients ranging from 9 months on up to patients well into their 70’s, and progress was there for the making.  Your son is no different. It’s never too late.  Stick to the guidelines set forth by the doctor and therapist you are seeing, and success will come.

As far as your feelings surrounding your son’s past failures, consider this – Albert Einstein was called “the slow learner, the class clown, the problem child, the loser, the weirdo, the musician, the comedian, the kleptomaniac, the failure, and a nut” many times before his famous successes.  He built a platform of skills that didn’t work for him and used it to propel himself into success.  Such is life. Without failure, sometimes we cannot appreciate victory.  Clearly, your son’s victorious moments lay ahead.  Just remember to look forward for his success instead of back at his struggles. 🙂



Posted on July 7, 2013, in From My Perspective.... Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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