Wednesday, March 31, 2010

A Good Kind Of Tired

Hello Friends,
I don't really have any updates on Christie but I do on the getting her home process. We have been busy getting her home ready for when the judge says she can come home. We have cut a doorway into Christie's wall connecting her to the bathroom so she will have her personal entrance to the bathroom. The hospital bed has been delivered and set up. We also have a rail that has been delivered and will be installed this week. The rail is also a lift that will move Christie from bed to chair and also in and out of the tub. We have people to build the ramp but are still working on materials. Thank you for your continued help, support and Prayers.
Becky
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Saturday, March 13, 2010

Donations

People have asked for a way to help monetary Here is the Banking information.

A Savings account in the name of Christine Martel and Rebecca D Williams is set up at BB&T
900 Anderson St, Piedmont SC 29673 (864) 845-4958
I'm sure any BB&T would be able to assist with any deposits you would like to make.
Thank you for helping to get my daughter home.
Becky Williams
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Friday, March 12, 2010

Making Plans

Moving Forward, Christie's neurologist says Christie is ready to come home, Christie begs to come home and I am soooo ready for her to be home. While we are making plans to do this we need to renovate Christie's childhood home so it will be as ready and comfortable to her as when she grew up here.. To do the needed renovations, and pay some expenses we need 20,000.00.We need to get Christie's bath outfitted with a wheel in shower or a rail that goes through the house as well as widen doors and make ramps among other things to make her safe and comfortable. If anyone would like to help we need materials, time and money please give as you can.
Becky
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Saturday, March 6, 2010

Home from Mediation

Hello everyone,
We got back from Florida yesterday. We got to see Christie very little with her in school, doctors appointments , meetings and mediation. We spent 5 hours in mediation. It was supposed to be 3. Even with the extra 2 hours we where unable to reach an agreement. We are at an impasse so we will have to go to trial. I am unable to repeat anything that was said at mediation not that there's really anything to tell.
Christie did go to the Neurologist Monday to see Dr. Miller, it went well. The Saturday before Dr. Nedd went to FCC to see Christie and as I understand spent the whole visit talking to her. It is also my understanding that Dr. Nedd recommends that Christie come home. Neither of the neurologist reports where available when we went to mediation maybe if they had we could have reached an agreement.
My plans before this goes back to court is to have my house ready for Christie's return. I need to have it modified to accommodate Christie. I also need about 20 thousand dollars for various fees to help bring Christie home. If anyone can help with time, materials, money or just prayers I would appreciate it more than you know.I can not leave Christie to the mercy of others who show no mercy towards her. Mama and I have always said "there is no greater love than the mothers love of her child." except Gods love. My Mama continues to show that to me on a daily basis and I am grown.She puts up with all my ill moods and keeps on loving me anyway.

Becky
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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.

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