Almost three months now since I was released from the hospital, and I am still coming to terms with what happened to me. I guess being told you will never walk again is not something you just get used to over the night. It's not easy, but it is doable. I understand that now.
I feel much better being at home now, getting back to a normal life, seeing that their are more things that I can do, than that I can't. I really am not as held back as I thought I would be, and that is a good thing. I guess I just have to get used to things, and allow myself longer to do things. I am certainly quicker than I was during those first few weeks though. I am glad for that.
I am active in church once again, and feel good about that. I am going to youth group every chance I get, as well as going to regular services, and I am even trying to gain the courage to show how God can work through our lives. I am also starting to see that this is not some weird punishment from God, it was an accident as simple as that. Yes God could have stopped it, but obviously he had a reason for allowing it to happen, and I am trying not to question that to much.
Christmas was good and we had a nice quiet new years watching movies, saw the Help, must say it was awesome. I loved that movie almost as much as the book and that is rare. Got some new books, and movies for Christmas, and a new laptop. When I got the new one donated the old one to a local after school program. They appreciated it, as I knew they would, but I did it for the kids, not for the recognition.
I still dream of going on a mission trip someday. The fact that I am in a wheelchair does not have to stop that. God willing it will happen, and if it doesn't obviously God has a reason for it not to happen.
Well our church group is about to meet, so I am going to shut this down for now. Had a few minutes before everyone got here. Until next time, May God bless you richly.