Happy New Year! It is hard to believe that it is 2015! I remember when Back To The Future II came out and Marty McFly traveled forward 30 years from 1985 to 2015. That year seemed soooo futuristic, yet here it is upon us - WOW !
Since it is 2015 - I want to know....where is my Hoverboard ??
Let me start off this post by giving an update on where I've been. I haven' stopped blogging, at least not by choice. I have pretty much just been off the grid for the past 2 months.
On October 26, 2014, I had a wonderful morning and afternoon. It was a beautiful warm, autumn day and the leaves were so pretty. Early in the morning, I drove up to Summerville, GA in the northwest Georgia mountains (about 90 miles away) and picked up my BFF. We drove back to Atlanta and saw an incredible production of "Phantom of the Opera" at the Fabulous Fox Theater, then I drove her back home and the two of us, along with her room-mate, had an enjoyable dinner at a new Mexican restaurant in their small town. I left around 6:30 pm because I like to get back to the expressway (about a 30 min drive) before it gets dark.
So, I was about 15 minutes away from her house and out of nowhere, out jumps a deer. My car sort of ricochets off it, I lose control of my SUV, I go through 2 lanes of traffic, through a hilly grass median, through 2 lanes of oncoming traffic, down an 8 foot embankment and hit a group of trees. I blacked out momentarily and when I came through my head was through the broken passenger window, my right foot was trapped between the gear shift and radio and 2 men were banging on my window yelling "Unlock the door! Unlock the door!, Your car is on fire!" I couldn't unlock the door, because my back was to the passenger door lock and my foot was stuck so I couldn't reach the driver's door.
The men were now looking for something to break the window with but I was able to get my foot out and they helped me up the embankment (luckily my car was not on fire after all).
Before I knew it, one of the men was on the phone, another one was asking if I were okay and where did I hurt and there was another man on the phone. Out of nowhere this lady appeared and said she was a nurse on the way home from work and was asking me my name and did I know where I was, etc. She went to her car and got something to put on my head that was bleeding pretty bad.
An ambulance, police car and fire truck were there in a matter of minutes. The nurse offered to go with me to the hospital but I told her I would be ok (not true but didn't want to bother this nice lady). The ER guy asked me general questions like the nurse did - my head was hurting, my ankle was hurting, my arm was hurting and my back was killing me!
To make a long story short and to skip all the gory details, I was treated in the trauma unit at Redmond Hospital and luckily I was still close enough to my BFF's house that she could come to the hospital. Early the next morning, she took me to her house (in a hospital gown because all my clothes had been cut off). I had a broken arm, sprained ankle, was covered in bruises and 6 staples in my head and still my back was killing me. They said it was a nerve and would get better but I didn't think it ever would.
I could hardly move, she took excellent care of me and called my family and close friends to tell them what happened. I know my mom had to have been so upset, she wanted to drive up but she is not familiar with the area and doesn't drive a lot and my BFF swore she would take good care of me and keep her updated - my mom felt a little better after talking to me but I was in really bad shape.
We were all so grateful that (a) I did not hit another car when I crossed the oncoming traffic lanes - praise God and (b) I was near ravines. A lot of places in that area just have guardrails and BIG drop offs into the valley below. So thank the Lord that it wasn't worse.
This all eventually lead to extreme dizziness, surgery, casts, lots of doctors appointments an having to take 10 weeks off work. I was taken to the ER again by ambulance on October 30th and hospitalized for 2 nights due to low oxygen levels. Thank the Lord that my mom was able to come get me (thanks to the help of lots of friends and relatives) and take me to her home so she could care for me.
I am still healing and as I type this I am still in a cast from arm surgery.
The body will heal.
However, the worse and hardest part is that 3 days after the accident on October 29th, while I was still in Summerville, GA being cared for by my friend, my mother called and when my friend got off the phone with her she gave me the most shocking news of my life !
My 54 year old brother had a heart attack and passed away. I kept yelling and crying that it simply could not be true - it can't be true - it can't! He was healthy, he exercised every day (like major exercise), he watched his diet, he took care of himself, he wasn't overweight.
My beloved brother was gone.
Even now, I cannot believe it. He lived in Kentucky but my sister-in-law wanted the funeral and final resting place to be in the Florida town where my mother lived. I swear I don't know how my mother made it through all this. She is so strong.
I thought losing my dad (in 2012) was hard, but losing my brother, who I had just celebrated my birthday with a few weeks earlier, has by far been the most challenging trial I have ever had to face.
I keep trying to make sense out of all this but the truth is that I will never, ever, ever understand it - ever. I just put my trust in God and cling on to Him and pray (and pray and pray and pray).
So....that is where I have been. As I said, the body will heal, the heart...no so much...but I am still here and have to find a way to keep living.
Today would have been my brother's 55th birthday (yes, he was a New Year's baby). I love him and miss him but I know I will see him again.
Happy Birthday Big Brother - until we are together again.