Brain to Books Blog Tour
Author: Judith Quate
Book: Our Special Child: Jason’s Story
I am a woman, wife, mother, grandmother, sister and a good friend. This is what defines me. What I present to you on this website is a mixed media artist who creates inspirational art and fiber creations. What most inspired me to launch my business is the valuable lessons I learned for twenty-eight years raising a son with cerebral palsy. I was his nurse, social worker, advocate, therapist and most importantly, a loving mother. My book, Our Special Child: Jason’s Story, will soon be available and you can purchase it here on this website.
I create mixed media paintings and designs because I want to share the valuable lessons I learned caring for my son. He inspired me every day and it is now my turn to pay if forward.
I lived in Philadelphia for most of my life. Nine years ago my husband and I moved ten miles north of Philly to Bucks County, Pennsylvania. I loved the city but it was time to live in a more peaceful surroundings in my retirement years.
I started creating my business four years ago after I retired from my federal government position. I worked over 40 years of my life, 22 years with the federal government.
I am sole owner of my business and designer. I love working alone, making my own decision and working the hours I choose to work. I share my time babysitting my two grandchildren and working out at the gym. Life is good and I am making the most of it.
When I return home from work and before the boys would arrive home from school, I would often sit and meditate. I am repeating the words the doctor said about considering placing Jason in a medical facility. There was no time for me to feel sorry for myself and what good would that do me anyway? It is hard to explain my feelings.
Let’s use the analogy of splitting myself into two people, each sitting on a shoulder. They are arguing; the Judy on the right saying, “let Jason go so he could receive the proper medical care.” The other Judy arguing back, “I am his mother and I should dedicate the rest of my life to his care. I love him. He needs to be with his family.” I was crying silent tears, just thinking about the need for him to leave our home was overriding the need to keep him home safe with us. I saw myself to be a very selfish mother and I hated myself.
I literally could not keep up with the never ending monthly bills. I did not want to lose our house. I was scared to death of what the future held for our family. I was so stressed out with all of these thoughts, I sat meditating and praying for strength and guidance.