What to do with all of these freaking corks???

www.korks4kids.org
Well, I finally found a use for the hundreds of corks we accumulate every day. And so you can you...you've popped that bubbly after work, decanted the dregs for a fine champagne vinaigrette , and reused the glass bottle in five different ways. Now send in your cork to help a child. Korks 4 Kids is a not-for-profit program, organized through Recycle Cork U.S.A., to raise funds for children's charities through cork recycling. Collect your corks in your drawer or in a bag; once you have a sizable amount and mail in your corks.
Korks 4 Kids collects wine cork as well as other scrap cork material from restaurants, among other places. They partner with recycling organizations that utilize the material and then the proceeds from the recycling of the material are donated to the Austism Foundation. This is an easy and proactive way to recycle and a great charity to support.
Drink more wine and help more kids! Sounds great to me...

Contact Korks 4 Kids, at (717) 880-1709 for more information.

Since we're on the subject of kids with special needs, I just had to share one of the most incredible stories that illustrates the experience as a parent to a T.

WELCOME TO HOLLAND
by Emily Perl Kingsley.

c1987 by Emily Perl Kingsley. All rights reserved

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It's like this......

When you're going to have a baby, it's like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The Coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It's all very exciting.

After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, "Welcome to Holland."

"Holland?!?" you say. "What do you mean Holland?? I signed up for Italy! I'm supposed to be in Italy. All my life I've dreamed of going to Italy."

But there's been a change in the flight plan. They've landed in Holland and there you must stay.

The important thing is that they haven't taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It's just a different place.

So you must go out and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.

It's just a different place. It's slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you've been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around.... and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills....and Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.

But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy... and they're all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say "Yes, that's where I was supposed to go. That's what I had planned."

And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away... because the loss of that dream is a very very significant loss.

But... if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn't get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things ... about Holland.

Enough said...