One Year Ago...

...things were a lot different than they are today, and that's a good thing. I went into Annie's room this morning, secretly hoping that she'd look up at me and say "Good morning!" But what I got was almost as good--she stretched her right arm waaay over her head, and turned and looked up at me while I gave her her morning medicine. Last March, when we brought her home from the hospital--after 52 days--she couldn't do a thing with her right arm. It just flopped from side to side.

God has brought her a long way. He's brought US a long way. Just think about it--last January the doctors told us that they didn't know if she would ever again see, hear, move, or understand what we were saying if she did hear! Today she can see, her hearing is perfect, she has regained much use of her body and continues to make more "normal" movements, and when we say things like, "Annie, lay down so I can change your pants," she lays down!

Bill even noted yesterday that her laughing and giggling--a new thing this week--is associated with funny things. So we can tell she has a sense of humor again, which, of course, is a prerequisite to living in our house. And although I'd still trade this past year in a minute for, say, a month in Tahiti, I get that sometimes God has another route down the yellow brick road planned for us. And He has held our hand as we walked through each day, giving us strength, comfort, healing, and hope--largely through answers to YOUR prayers.

Thank you and thank God!

Jean

Praise God from whom all blessings flow,
Praise Him all creatures here below,
Praise Him above ye heavenly hosts,
Praise Father, Son and Holy Ghost.