Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Big Ticket Items

Well, the ball is rolling! Or wheels perhaps. I am well on my way to owning a wheelchair accessible van! :)

I have been working with an amazing lady from Voc Rehab and she really has lit a fire under me to have a van in the next six weeks. SIX WEEKS! Yikes! I am so excited. This little thing (well, if a mini van is little) will open up so many opportunities for me and my family. Trips to the store will be easier, shopping (a girl always needs some retail therapy), church will be quicker, I'll be able to take my children to school, to dinner, to friends. A big road will unfold right before my eyes!

So here's to car payments and insurance again! Yay!

Goal #21- Check

While using a transfer board isn't a total inconvenience, being able to do a good transfer without one be much more efficient. Being able to transfer without a board would allow me to transfer to more places as well; couches, chairs, beds, cars.

Well. I now can, not very gracefully, transfer from my bed to my chair. I guess those ten million depression lifts I did at the Elks are starting to pay off. My right tricep muscle is incredibly weak.  (like a newborn baby has more strength than me) If I can continue working out that goofy muscle and it gets stronger then depression lifts may become my friends, not my nemesis. Either way, a transfer without a board has been accomplished.

Goal #23 - Check

I haven't ever been a huge movie theater kind of girl. I would much rather spend $7 on junk food and $2 on a rental, than $9 on a movie. However since the ability to go see a movie was taken away, I missed it. Luckily I have some great girlfriends who aren't afraid of a challenge.

Amy and Alisha were the first to take on the task. It was fun. It was nice just to get out. To eat popcorn and see previews. To feel a part of the real world, outside my home. After I accomplished it with Amy and Alisha, I was much more confident in my ability to do it with others.

Next was three wonderful ladies from my ward. We went out for a girls night. Red Lobster, a little shopping, and another movie.

After my outing with them I was lucky to go with my own munchkins and my family to see Brave.

It's nice to know that these little accomplishments open up my possibilities. So thanks girls, for dragging me out and helping me make another check mark.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Mercies In Disguise

I feel a deep connection to music and have since I was very young. Words set to music often strike me deeper than if those same words were spoke by even the most eloquent of speakers.

A few Sunday's ago I heard this song as I came home from church. 

It's words resonated with me. When I got home I looked up the song online to listen to it again. After listening to the song I noticed a small link that discussed the inspiration for that song. I watched the song writer as she spoke lovingly of her husband who had a medical issue. They prayed for healing and his ability to overcome what he had been dealt. After many prayers, they realized things weren't happening the way the had expected them to, and they were prompted to look at other ways their prayers were being answered. "What if blessings come through rain drops? What if healing comes through tears? What if a thousand sleepless nights is what it takes to know you're near?  What if trials of this life are your mercies in disguise".

The last couple of years, my prayers have been for the same things. Healing and the ability to overcome. While my prayers, and many prayers from others, haven't been answered exactly how I thought they would be, I know this song rings true. I feel Gods power in rainstorms. I notice so much easier now the beauty that surrounds us. I feel stronger and more whole after sincere tears are shed. I feel healing going on in my soul after sleepless nights spent praying and asking for guidance. While my legs may not be moving and my body may seem broken, my spirit has never felt stronger. That strength and internal light is the way I am being healed, not the way I asked, but the way the Lord knows that I need to be. While my prayers are still filled with questions of healing and understanding, I am thankful for the comfort that the Lord.  That he knows best and that he has never left me.