Eighty-five


July 21, 2010 in Loved Ones by Robert Rummel-Hudson

The Rummel Hudson FamilyEighty-five percent.

I’ve heard that figure for as long as I can remember, for as long as it was relevant in my life and the lives of my family.

Eighty-five percent of couples who have a child with a disability end up divorcing or splitting up. The number goes higher with the death of a child, I was told, but yeah. Eighty-five percent.

I can’t tell you how many times I heard this figure, from other families with a special needs child, or from a doctor or a therapist, or most often from the media itself. I ran across the eighty-five percent for years, but it wasn’t until after my book was released and my family was profiled by a Fox reporter from Houston named Greg Groogan that this statistic was called into question.

Greg had already done a number of stories focusing on disability issues, and his own child had special needs as well. As a result, he was familiar with that eighty-five percent figure. He’d heard it many times before.

Problem was, he couldn’t verify it.

“I’ve heard that figure so many times,” Greg said to me, “but I’ve looked for a report, any study at all that suggests a figure like that, and I just can’t find it. I can’t find any other statistics, either. But that number just seems to have appeared out of nowhere.”

I couldn’t explain it then, nor can I really make sense of it now, except to say that for parents of special kids, it’s not hard to believe that statistic. We don’t try to confirm or disprove it because when we hear that figure, something inside of us just says, “Yeah, that sounds about right.”

When I wrote my memoir, I felt that it was important to discuss my own failures and my own infidelity. My wife and I both strayed, although I was by far the most egregious offender, and looking back, some things jump out.

When you’re in a relationship with a partner and you have a child who is different, or even broken, it seems logical that your partner is going to be the person to whom you can turn when your situation becomes too much for you to face all at once. I’m not sure that’s entirely true, though. Sometimes staring across a table at someone who is just as sad and angry and confused and guilt-ridden as yourself is of small comfort.

Sometimes the flight impulse is overpowering. There are times when you simply can’t be that person, that parent. You need some Clark Kent time, and that’s just not possible some of the time, or even most of the time. The cape doesn’t get to come off very often.

I wish I knew the answers. Julie and I came back from that brink, but we didn’t do so unscathed. And we recognized that our daughter needed us both, and that the old advice that says “staying together for the sake of the kids is a bad idea,” well, that advice isn’t always necessarily true. Julie and I understood that, and we reshaped the narrative of our marriage to fit the reality of our world.

The marriages that work, the ones that survive the stress and the unknown of disability, I suspect that they are the ones where the standard rules and social narratives have been discarded, shattered, broken and reformed. They’ve endured because they found their own way. They make their own rules, they shape their own narratives and they make compromises and sacrifices that most people can’t even imagine.

In doing so, however, they are creating new worlds. If the families that make it are defying the odds, whether it’s that apocryphal eighty-five percent or not, they are also building family structures that exist beyond statistics, wholly original in their form and their operation.

It’s taken me a long time to make peace with the choices and the devil’s bargains we’ve made in order to dodge the eighty-five percent. I struggle with it now. But it’s what we do because it’s what we’ve been given to work with. And the rewards for us are indescribable.

Robert Rummel-Hudson’s first book, Schuyler’s Monster: A Father’s Journey with His Wordless Daughter, tells the story of raising a little girl with a disability and learning to become the father she needs.  It was published in February 2008 by St. Martin’s Press and was released in trade paperback in January 2009.

We profiled him in June in honor of Father’s Day.

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