Muskogee, Oklahoma, February 10, 2012~
You probably don't know me from Adam; it's been so long since I last wrote. Let me fill you in ...
My name is Windy Storm Thundercloud. I am 57 years old. I live in Muskogee, Oklahoma, by myself; I live in an apartment complex for people with disabilities. I am a double amputee: I lost both legs after I got run over by a train back in the summer of 2003. It has been a very long, hard journey, but I think that I have made it with the help from The Great Spirit.
I can walk on my prosthetic legs, but when out, I use my crutches as well: more stability. I no longer have the pain I once did, but once in a while, the nerve endings on my stumps like to remind me that I no longer have legs. Whenever that happens, I have my trusty pain pills to keep it at a dull roar, but I am no longer swallowing them like candy as I once did.
I work at one of hte local hospitals, where I counsel other amputees about what has happened to them. It has been very therapeutic for me. I no longer see myself as the victim: I see myself as a conqueror and know that I can still have a very active, happy, full life if I put my heart and mind to it. I love my job.
I have a boyfriend. His name is Adam Long Bow; he is of the Muskogee Nation (I am Apache/Cherokee). He is 57 like me and he is a disabled Veteran. He was the Marines. He is very sweet in nature, not to mention, very cute! :)
I was married, but I got divorced. My first husband (Harold Bright Morning) was a drunk and a womanizer; he cheated on me, so I left. We had a son together (Kirk James), but Kirk was killed last year by a drunk driver. He was only six years old. He would have been seven next month. I miss my baby boy so much; I still cry, especially since I was with him when the accident happened. I saw it happen with my own eyes. It has been a very hard, emotional time for me. (My first husband left after Kirk died; I was on my own until I met Adam two months ago.)
I don't like to talk about this time in my life, but I had to let you know what has been going on.
Since Kirk died, I have been very passionate about being involved in getting drunk drivers off the road. I am a member of MADD (Mothers Against Drunk Driving) and I go to their weekly meetings and other events. I want to make as many people aware fo the dangers of drunk drivers (and drunk driving as a whole) because I lost my son to a drunk driver. If I could save one life or make people aware, then it would be worth everything to me.
Well, I have to get ready and go to work, so I will run along. Again, I am sorry for not writing in so long, but now you know why. Life has been full of twists and turns and I am just now getting back on my feet since losing little Kirk the way I did. I will write in here again soon; hopefully I won't wait EIGHT YEARS before I put pen to paper again! I am terrible at this writing game! Please forgive me!