The critical state of MJ’s physical condition lessens each day. With every waking moment and possibly some of the unawake ones she becomes stronger, more balanced, and even more determined then ever to achieve her desired goals.
With each new day that passes MJ picks up another unreachable piece of paper, or pushes herself down the hallway a few kilometers faster. The time is drawing closer and closer for us to come home for the debut visit. The anticipation of home flickers through our reality and yet many aspects of this turmoil still remain evident. Family is still coming and going, smiles arrive with them and tears are the signature departure. Flowers that line her room are still blooming and withering. And even though life was put in a standstill the sun still rises and sets. The critical state of MJ’s physical condition lessens each day. With every waking moment and possibly some of the unawake ones she becomes stronger, more balanced, and even more determined then ever to achieve her desired goals. Time now separates us from the moments where a loved one was fighting for survival. As this distance is created between accident and present a new wave of life pushes itself on to our beach. Perhaps crashing the safe sand castle of GF strong that we have been destined to. But perhaps this wave pushes us on to a new space of sand that we had never imagined. A space where we can create a vision we didn’t even know we had. So now it seems that MJ, Kate and I stand alone on a beach surrounded by sand and sea, and our tools are instruments of the mind and heart. Where can we go? What do we do when we get there? How do we incorporate what we knew and had to what we have and know?
As the familiar salty breeze of confusion lingers our questions are all answered…
Don’t fight the tide. Because life will always provide.
This is for you friends, family, community and some generous unknown faces; you have given us the most amazing ability to trust. Because of this incredible opportunity you have come forward and you continue to come. You truly are the lifeboat when the waves swallow us. Each day when I look at my mom fighting to reach for a cup or being able to push herself along the Physio mat to struggling with regulating her bathroom activities. I pull from the amazing source of strength that have provided. I look at her adapting and accomplishing and I see in her eyes the same strength.
Words will never be enough. So until we are all personally be together and can express this gratitude; know that we send you strength to accomplish all that you dream of. To overcome all that you fear. We pray for you, draw from that and we will all be rich in heart and support and honesty.