Returning home brought the reality of what had happened.
A reality that slapped her straight in the face.
The drinking, the drugs, it had caused this, she had no one to blame but herself, for the fact that she was essentially as helpless an an infant. Unable to use her arms or legs.
Lord how am I going to live with this? How am I going to go on like this? I depend on others for everything. This isn't the way I want to live.
Cassie longed to be able to go back to that night, to not get behind the wheel under the influence of drink and drugs.
But she couldn't and she had to be thankful that it was her that got hurt not some innocent victim who didn't ask for it.
She had done this to herself and she was going to have to live with it.
Cassie was also going to have to forgive herself, she knew that was what the Lord wanted her to do, but it was so hard.
She had been so stupid.
And yet in a way this had woke her up.
It had showed her just how badly she needed the good Lord.
Now as she sit strapped into her chair in the den of her parents home watching television, she understood in a way a very real way this had been her second chance.
If she had died well she didn't even want to think about that, she just knew she was not ready for death.
She had not been right with God.
To Be Continued