July 30, 2012
I have unearthed the journals and find myself once again reliving the story. I read some this morning and felt the tears begin to stream down my cheeks. How much it hurt! And yet, we have survived. Pieces of my journals will find their way onto this blog as a start to put it all together.
Monday, July 30, 2012
Friday, July 27, 2012
July 27, 2012
It seems as if this journey is taking forever! It began years ago, when that darn red pickup truck ran the red light. Our lives changed in a" split second. Twelve years and 26 surgeries later, my husband is a patchwork quilt of scars. But our family is intact. Despite it all, as a unit we continue to work together to journey along the broken road. A lot of healing needed to take place to bring me to the point where I could begin to write about it. Now, with the help of those spiral notebook journals which saw me through many a hospital vigil and enabled me to come to grips with my new roles as " dad", caregiver, and primary breadwinner, I am ready! You're welcome to join me, a step at a time!
It seems as if this journey is taking forever! It began years ago, when that darn red pickup truck ran the red light. Our lives changed in a" split second. Twelve years and 26 surgeries later, my husband is a patchwork quilt of scars. But our family is intact. Despite it all, as a unit we continue to work together to journey along the broken road. A lot of healing needed to take place to bring me to the point where I could begin to write about it. Now, with the help of those spiral notebook journals which saw me through many a hospital vigil and enabled me to come to grips with my new roles as " dad", caregiver, and primary breadwinner, I am ready! You're welcome to join me, a step at a time!
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