If you are anything like me, the most important job you have, is raising, and protecting, your children. It is the most important job we will ever have, and it is the main reason, that we work as hard at our “other” jobs, as we do. I know first-hand, the devastation, and horror, that comes along with being “unable” to do the most important job, you will ever have.
When my daughter was 15 years old, after having pain in her hip for several weeks, I took her to get an x-ray, to find out the cause. She was quickly diagnosed with having cancer. Ewings Sarcoma, a particularly devastating form of childhood cancer. Together, my daughter and I fought valiantly against the disease, and it’s trials and tribulations. It was a living nightmare, and it still pains me deeply, to think of the bad times. After 14 months of fighting for her life, my daughter passed away, and my life was shattered. I had been a single mom, and we had very close relationship. I couldn’t imagine how I was going to survive in this world, without her.
Within hours of my daughter’s passing, my mother brought me home to her house. On the way in, she introduced me to her next-door neighbour, who expressed sincere sympathy, and offered any assistance that he could. There was no consoling me. I was a wreck.
During the following year, I struggled to “find” myself, in my new life. No longer being a “mom”, was leaving a void that seemed impossible to fill. I was able to sit and chat with people again, but there was no joy, about anything, anymore. The one constant in my life, was my mom, and believe it or not, her neighbour, who would just come over after he got home from work, and sit and drink tea with us, and listen to me tearfully, “reminisce”. When I think back, I wonder why he put himself through all that! Eventually, after many, many, months, of talking, this wonderful man, asked me to go to an antique show with him. He knew that I loved antiques. I agreed, thinking of it as nothing more than a friendly gesture. After going to a couple more “events” with Joe, he asked me if I would consider, being in a relationship with him. I was shocked, but also charmed, by this sweet, kind, man. I said yes.
The rest, as they say, is history! That was over 15 years ago. Joe and I are now married, and have a 12 year old son, who was God’s most wonderful gift to us. We cherish our son, who is once again, my only child. We moved to the country, in order to give our son the best possible opportunity for a quiet, stable, home and environment, free from the noise, crime, and pollution in the city. At a very young age, our son was diagnosed with ADHD and severe sensory processing issues. The sound of ripping velchro, would send a pain shooting up the back of his head. He was very sensitive to “background” noise, and very easily distracted by it. It had become a huge problem in school, and they recommended that Joey get tested, to see what could be done. Joey is under the care, of a wonderful specialist, who has been treating him for over 7 years now. Dr. Calvert has been doing an excellent job, at keeping Joey stabilized, through meds. and various types of therapy and counselling. Joey’s school also has a “quiet room”, where Joey can go, when the noise is too much for him, to be able to function properly. As his mom, I feel it is my duty to advocate for my son, so when I found out that they were proposing to fill our community, with huge, 3MW, industrial wind turbines, I immediately started to research the subject, and was horrified to find out what was going on, behind the scenes.
I started my journey, by speaking with the council, in our municipality, only to find that the Liberal gov’t had enacted the “green energy act”, which had effectively destroyed the democratic process, as we knew it. I was horrified. I contacted the local “wind action group”, and began to fight this travesty, in earnest. There is nothing, that I will not do, in order to protect my son. I found that I needed to narrow in the scope of my fight, to mainly concentrate on children’s health, so I, along with a few other mom’s in my community, started the “Mother’s Against Wind Turbines” group. I was able to speak with Joey’s Dr. about the subject. I had also provided his specialist, with many, many, studies and articles by professionals, about the noise and infrasound from wind turbines. I wanted Joey’s Dr., to be able to make an educated decision, about the effect the wind turbines, would have on my child. Dr. Calvert wrote a letter on behalf of my son, which I have since used to make all of the politicians, and wind industry people aware, of the harm they will cause my son, if they surround our home, with these industrial wind turbines.
Until I have succeeded in getting protection, for the most vulnerable in our population, I will not stop this battle! I have met personally with all of our local politicians, our Regional politicians, and all of our provincial leaders. I want to make sure that I can prove, that they knew, what they were going to do to my son, before hand, so that in a court of law, they couldn’t say, “I didn’t know!” I have done the same with the wind company “execs.” Even sent a “registered” letter, for added proof. It was a good thing that I did, because they later tried to claim, “that they had lost it”…he he! Nice try! Never trust a windpusher!
I am happy to offer any kind of information, or assistance, to other moms and dads, who find themselves, in the unfortunate position, of having to protect your own family, from this travesty. Whatever doesn’t kill us…..had better run like hell!!! LOL! We now have members, and supporters, from all over Ontario, Canada, and many other countries, that are fighting the same battle against the corrupt wind industry, that we are. Our numbers are growing daily, and our determination, will not waver! Be part of the solution!
WE CAN DO THIS!!!!!