Saturday, February 22, 2014

Here's to the crazy ones.

"Here's to the crazy ones.
The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers.
The round pegs in the square holes.
The ones who see things differently.
They're not fond of rules.
And they have no respect for the status quo.

You can praise them, disagree with them, 

quote them, disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.
About the only thing you can't do is ignore them.
Because they change things.
They invent. They imagine.
They heal. They explore. 

They create. They inspire.
They push the human race forward.
Maybe they have to be crazy.

How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art?
Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written?
Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels?
While some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius.

Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world,
are the ones who do..." 


-- Jack Kerouac

I came across this piece a few days ago. It simply made me smile. Gosh, to think just how many people considered us "the crazy ones" through the last couple years. I would never claim to be "crazy" in the way that I will be inventing or changing the world like this refers to. More in the way that we made a difference...maybe not to anyone other than our little family of 5. But, to my son we changed his world. 

When we brought him home to live the rest of his life. When we gave everything to accept the risks and responsibility of the intensive care in our home. When we stood up for him. When we fought for him. When we took chances to give our children the opportunity to experience life, as normal as we could make it, together. When we celebrated every small victory. When we loved him through his death. 

I could happily accept this kind of label, because I know by being "the crazy ones" we were able to change our family's life for the better. It changed my son's world. That's enough for me. 

And, of course, we were backed up by a small team of "crazies" all their own. (You know who you all are...) No, we were never alone. Those who were there day in and day out if and when we needed something. Those that laughed with us. Those that even cried with us. Those who pushed the limits and bent the rules with and for us. Those who followed and/or guided us when we needed you. You changed our world, so that we could change our sons.

So, here's to the crazy ones....
You can praise them, disagree with them, 
quote them, disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.
About the only thing you can't do is ignore them.
Because they change things.  :)
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