Christie has had a great day. Aunt Paula, Aaron and Courtney went to visit. They got to see Christie do her therapies. Christie tried to talk to them, a lot of air came out but no sound. Christie does have a blister on the back of her right foot, so she can't wear her brace. Christie did a lot of writing. Her writing is also getting much better. Christie's hair wasn't braided, so Courtney was going to braid it for her, Christie told her "no, Mom" Aunt Paula was going to cut Christie's fingernails, but Christie wouldn't let her do that either.Christie told her "no, Mom." I know it is small things, but it makes me feel good to know Christie knows I do the little things for her and she doesn't want anyone else to do it. I LOVE being the MOMMY.
Christie also beat Aunt Paula and Courtney in tic tac toe, and thumb wars. I think Courtney won 1 of the games of thumb wars. I will update new pictures as soon as Aunt Paula sends them to me.
Thanks for every ones continued prayers. Christie is proof that prayer will and does change things.
Becky
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
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About Christie
- Becky Williams
- I am Becky, Christie's Mom and I want to tell you about Christie. Christie is a beautiful, outgoing, and caring person. She loves outside, turtles, frogs, birds all kinds of animals especially horses. Christie has talked about maybe becoming a vet. Christie was injured in a car wreck on April 19,2008. Christie has a severe globial brain injury where they had to remove the whole left tempral lobe. This blog is to share Christie's story. She is a fighter, and she is making a recovery that no one thought she would.
MOTHERS
This is a truly BEAUTIFUL piece. Please Read this at a slow pace, digesting every word and in Leisure...do not hurry... This is a treasure...
>For those lucky to still be blessed with your Mom,This is beautiful. For those of us who aren't, this is Even more beautiful. For those who are moms, you'll love this.
>The young mother set her foot on the path of life. 'Is This the long way?' she asked. And the guide said:'Yes, and the way is hard. And you will be old before you reach the end of it... But The end will be better than the beginning.'
But the young mother was happy, and she would not Believe that anything could be better than these years. So she Played with her children, and gathered flowers for Them along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams; and The sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried,'Nothing will ever be lovelier than this.'
>Then the night came, and the storm, and the path was Dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother Drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said, 'Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come.'
>And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and The children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary. But at all times she said to the children,' A little patience and we are there.'So the children climbed, and when they reached the top They said, 'Mother, we would not have done it without you.'
>And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up At the stars and said, 'This is a better day than the last, for my Children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness.Yesterday I gave them courage. Today, I've given them strength.'
>And the next day came strange clouds which darkened The earth, clouds of war and hate and evil, and the children groped And stumbled, and the mother said: 'Look up. Lift your eyes to the light. ' And the children looked and saw above the clouds An everlasting glory, and it guided them beyond the Darkness. And that night the Mother said, 'This is the best day of all, for I have shown my children God.'
>And the days went on, and the weeks and the months and The years, and the mother grew old and she was little and bent. But her children were tall and strong, and walked with Courage. And when the way was rough, they lifted her, For she was as light as a feather; and at last they came to a hill,And beyond they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide. And Mother said, 'I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end Is better than the beginning, for my children can Walk alone, and their children after them.'
>And the children said, 'You will always walk with us, Mother, even when you have gone through the gates.'And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates Closed after her. And they said: 'We cannot see her But she is with us still. A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She Is a living presence.......'
>Your Mother is always with you... She's the whisper Of the leaves as you walk down the street; she's the smell of bleach In your freshly laundered socks; she's the cool hand On your brow when you're not well. Your Mother lives Inside your laughter. And she's crystallized in every tear drop. She's the place you came from, your first home; and she's the map you follow with every step you take. She's your first love And your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can Separate you.Not time, not space... Not even death!
>I LOVE YOU MY BABY GIRL
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6 comments:
hey beck its gina from PPBC glad to see how great things are going. and i hope that you can go take care of your baby girls nails and hair verry soon. as we all know there is no one like MOM. love ya
regina gossett
Thanks Gina.
Becky
Hi Becky,
Just want you to know that we are still praying for all of you, especially Christie. She has come so far and I don't think God is going to stop now. Hope you get to see Christie soon. Tell her we said hello and we love her.
Love,
Sharon & David Hayden
I feel blessed to have you in our lives too. We love you all. We received the card today and it touched our hearts. We want you and Becky and Christie to know that we will treasure it. We have put it in our Bible.
Thank you so much.
Love,
Sharon & David
Hello Christie D.
I know someday you will have all these comments in your scrapbook and I just wanted you to know how much you're loved. I miss you running down the hill and yelling,
"Mammaw, I'm home." I miss you pulling on one arm and Lee pulling on the other having a tug of war over which one I belong to. Saying she's my Mammaw and the other one saying no, she's mine. No wonder my arms are so long. LOL
I miss you and your baby brother Xander wresteling in the living room and the laughter that made the entire house rock. At least it seemed that way. I miss us going for ice cream and you eating steak off of my plate (saying the entire time, I don't want to eat your food) until you talked to your mom and found out you were having spaghetti at your house. You just left me with my steak and said, "gotta go, we're having spaghetti". I even miss you teasing Pepper and making him bark and you sitting on my front porch cleaning out the fountain by the door to earn extra money. I miss you making cards with us and asking Mammaw, do you have anything I can do to earn some extra money. I miss going to the movies and sharing pop corn and not being able to hear the movie for you saying, what did she say, what did he say.
I miss the fun you and your Mom poked at each other all the time and your laughter that would ring out when she and I were picking at each other. I miss you saying how much you enjoyed watching us and having fun with us and being a part of us. I miss us being pen-pals and our little chats, just Christie and Mammaw. Especially when you had something on your mind you felt you couldn't share with anyone else. I guess what I'm trying to say is, I just miss you. I love you with all my heart. The neighborhood has not been the same since you left. Especially when the summer came and you were supposed to come home and you didn't. I know it wasn't your fault. Accidents happen and I understand that. I just want you to know how much a part of our lives you are. Your Aunt and Uncle misses you, as well as your cousins. You wouldn't believe how much Ali and Amelia have grown. In case you don't remember they are your second cousins. Your friends that you went to school with and that you spent so much time with in the summers and on holidays call your mom to check on you frequently. They miss your smiling face and your laughter too.
I don't know what the future holds, but I know who holds the future and I know who holds you and us in the palm of His hand. You will walk again by His grace, and you will talk again by His grace. Not by anything that we will ever be able to do but because you belong to Him and He has your future in mind.
I love you. Bye for now, never forever. Papa says hello and he loves you too.
Love Mammaw and Papa and Pepper.
I second the last comment, or letter from Mammaw.
Mama
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