Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Swallow Test

Hi All,
Christie has her swallow test on Monday June 1st. Please keep her in your prayers for this that she passes it. I want her to be able to eat as bad as I'm sure she wants to eat. I am also having a yard sale this Saturday May 30 to raise money to go see Christie.Please keep this in your prayers as well.

Sunday, May 17, 2009

Just Rambling

I talked to Christie today as I do everyday. Christie is getting very good at pronouncing her words. She has a hard time hearing me as she doesn't have her hearing aides. Her Dad said one was broken and they where awaiting a new hearing test before replacing her hearing aide. Seems If only one is broken she could wear the other to help her hear more easily.Christie asked me today where I was and where she was and when was I coming to see her.I told her soon. I really wish I had an idea of when I would be able to see her. It has been 2 months and I am going out of my mind. It just doesn't seem fair that I don't get to see her anymore than I do. Before the wreck her Dad and I had joint custody and I got to see her on the holidays, summer and sometimes we would just meet somewhere and see each other.It just doesn't seem right I can't see her when I want and she isn't allowed visitors. Christie is the victim and she is still being punished. In a way I am to. The daughter I had will never be like she was, but she is still the beautiful, loving and caring person I raised her to be and that will never change no matter what.
The friend I had in her Dad is gone and I still don't understand the reason for that. Up until the day of the wreck we were friends. Even when he was in the coma and until he left FINR I visited him equally as I did Christie.It seems there is more than one tragedy that occurred on April 19, 2008.
God IS working, Please continue to Pray.

Sunday, May 10, 2009


I called Christie for our daily chat. I guess a nurse might have told her , I don't know. Anyway I was talking to Christie and she says" HAPPY MOMMY"S DAY YEAAAAAA" I am still on cloud 9 and I ain't coming down.
Happy Mommy's Day to all of our friends.
Becky & Christie

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Swallow Study

For everyone who has been praying for Christie to pass her swallow test please continue to do so. I'm sorry to say that she was unable to take the test due to miscommunication between the nursing home and doctors office. The nursing home took her on the wrong day therefore she was unable to take the test. At this time a new appointment hasn't been scheduled.I really believe she will pass this test. This delay just gives us more time to pray.

About Christie

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.


This is a truly BEAUTIFUL piece. Please Read this at a slow pace, digesting every word and in 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!