The dinner with Christie was GREAT!. I was so happy getting to be with her. I got to let her have the middle of a deviled egg. She loves them and we always have them at Thanksgiving. It was wonderful to see such enjoyment from something so small that we all take for granted.I also gave her a bite of potato salad that was a pre packaged salad. Christie has always loved my potato salad. She made my day by exclaiming " It's not like home" I think she was saying it's not like Mama fixes.Either way close enough. This was the most wonderful time. I knew I would be happy but that doesn't even come close to the emotion I was feeling I could hardly contain myself.
I would also like to say Thank you to Mrs. Patricia, Christie's speech therapist. It was so nice of you to be there so Christie could be with us on such a special occasion. Mrs. Patrica has done a wonderful job with Christie. I will post pictures but in one of them. Patricia was checking on Christie's swallowing and she was very close to Christie to hear Christie speak to make sure her throat was clear and Christie hiccuped right in Patricia's face.It's one of those shocked, embarrassed and funny things all at once. It would have made a great Master Card commercial it was indeed priceless.
It was a long trip for a day but worth every mile. Round trip was over 1600 miles I would gladly do it again to see Christie so happy.
Friday, November 20, 2009
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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:
Words can not convey the emotions that ran through us that night. The Pilgrims have nothing on us when it comes to being grateful for the "First Thanksgiving". This is a child that wasn't expected to live through the night and baby look at her now. God is truly a MIRACLE WORKER and He isn't finished with Christie yet. Thank God for Christie and His goodness.
Mary Hudson
Hi Becky,
I am so excited for you that you got to spend this time with Christie. Mary is right, God has certainly worked a miracle. We love all of you and hope it won't be long before Christie is home with you where she belongs. Keep looking up.
Love, Sharon & David
How wonderful!
I wish this was spread throughout the world and people would really know why life is so precious and how truely blessed they are to have love ones and not take advantage of each other. This story should really be a Reality Show for the world - Faith, Love, Determination!! I am so happy you were able to be there with her. ~Tears of Joy! Tracy
great pictures. she really looks great and happy. hope she can be home soon.
Hey Christie,
I don't know if u remeber me,but I just wanted to say.I miss u.I been think of u frequently and that I have been praying for u and I wish I could see u.Alot has changed in 4 years like I'm not as annoying,and I'm 6'2" I wish that when u came down to SC u would have told me u were here,but its ok I just miss u.Hopefully I will come and see u sometime in the coming year,and I have been watching ur progress for about a year now.I'm proud of u,wish u the best of luck.I will be praying for u always.
Your Friend,
Ian Walters
Christie,
Ian is wanting to come and see you for his Christmas present! He has never forgotten what a good friend you were to him when he started Wren Elementary in 4th grade. Y'all were like best friends for 9 weeks and the goofy principal had us leave that school to attend another in the district because of an error she made in the zoning requirements. When he entered Wren Middle in the 8th grade, it was like y'all had never missed a beat and took up where you left off. You were a wonderful friend and helped him through some tough days. I miss you coming over and fishing. I miss you spending the night with us. I miss your wisdom and openness. No one could ever rattle you so don't start now. You are the most forgiving and honest individual I have ever met. If it were possible you would have to put up with us everyday. I will never forget you. Although Ian is fearful you have forgotten him, I know better. When we get down to Florida, it will be like another chapter between the two of you. I wouldn't be surprised if y'all don't pick up where you left off.
I love you sweets.
Glad to see you are still showing the world they have only seen the beginning of just how much there is inside of you.
Glennis Walters (Ian's mom!)
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