Today I am so thankful. I have so much in my life to be thankful for, but recently I have been able to arrange everything in order for me to get back to BYU this coming fall.
Shocker, right?
I know, there had to be a heck of a lot of strings to pull to make that happen. And there was. Strings to pull with the state of Illinois, with housing, with credit hour exemption, with meal plans, with petitions, with caregivers, with caregiver advertising, with vacation time, with SO MANY THINGS that I had to get in order for me to be able to make it all work.
But there was a time before I knew what strings to pull, a time before I even knew if I would get to be able to go back out. I would tell people I had no idea what I was going to do, and that was the blazing truth. I had become content with being stuck with online classes, with having to reapply to BYU if I didn't go back, with the nagging feeling that I wouldn't get back in, with having to consider a different school much closer to home.
I didn't want that.
I tried to put on a brave face because I seriously thought things wouldn't work out. I wouldn't get what I wanted most. It seemed that there was no way. But there had to be.
Then something changed, and suddenly in my head it all made sense how it could work out with part time caregivers who would come during the day and help me out. I toyed around in my head for awhile trying to see if that would even be a feasible idea.
Obviously, it was.
Now, I'm not taking any credit for any ideas here. I truly believe that the Lord was instrumental in blessing me with the idea of how it could all work out. I am so thankful.
I am thankful for everything that has been given me.
I am thankful for the idea of how this could all work out.
I am thankful for my parents for listening to my ideas and supporting me.
I am thankful for the nice people down at the DRHS office for being so accommodating.
I am thankful for the New Heritage buildings being built close to campus last year.
I am thankful for the internet in being so instrumental in posting caregiver advertisements.
I am thankful for the people who have contacted me and applied for the job.
I am thankful for the BYU housing and meal plan offices for working out the arrangements.
I am thankful for the LDS church for having such a lovely school for me to attend.
I am thankful for initially getting into BYU two years ago.
I am thankful for everything that has been given me.
I am thankful.
I will always be thankful.
Life is good. Even though there are still minor details to figure out, I believe it will all work out for good.
I am so thankful.
Monday, August 11, 2014
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Confessions of a muscle affected by a neuromuscular disease
I found this post online at transitions.mda.org and I thought it summed up my feelings an thoughts SO PERFECTLY. It even made me a little teary-eyed. The struggle is real, guys.
This was not written by me, but by Mindy Henderson. You can check out her blog here
Confessions of a Muscle Affected by a Neuromuscular Disease:
1. I will give you strong days and I will give you days full of fatigue when you will feel like I’ve strapped a 50 lb. weight to your arms. I will never tell you in advance what kind of day tomorrow will be…it’s part of my charm. I will teach you patience.
2. I will get weaker over time. It will be scary when it happens because you’ll find, quite suddenly, that you can’t do something today quite the way you did it yesterday. I will teach you acceptance.
3. You will wonder what I will take from you next (Eating? Brushing your teeth?). It is my secret. I will teach you to surrender.
4. I will make you look awkward in public when I prevent you from reaching out to shake a stranger’s hand, or make your head flop from side-to-side as you cross over the grass in your wheelchair at the church picnic. I will teach you humility.
5. I will make you long for things every mother should experience – braiding your daughter’s hair, wrapping your arms around her when she cries. But I will teach you there are other gifts you can give your daughter besides the hum-drum, everyday ones any mother can give.
Most of all, you will not like me. I don’t get to be your friend and see you embrace me with love and admiration. I will make you struggle, I will hurt you and I will make your life very, very hard. You will struggle every time you put on makeup or raise a fork to your mouth or get up out of bed. I am not fun, and I don’t ask you to pretend to enjoy me. But, you will learn that I am chosen for you specifically by God. You will do with me what you are meant to, and the lessons I teach, you will receive. So you will take me, you will put up with me and, eventually, you will embrace me as part of you.
Ultimately, you will become grateful for the person I make you into.
Trust me…
To read more from Mindy, visit her blog online at mindyannehenderson.com
This was not written by me, but by Mindy Henderson. You can check out her blog here
Confessions of a Muscle Affected by a Neuromuscular Disease:
1. I will give you strong days and I will give you days full of fatigue when you will feel like I’ve strapped a 50 lb. weight to your arms. I will never tell you in advance what kind of day tomorrow will be…it’s part of my charm. I will teach you patience.
2. I will get weaker over time. It will be scary when it happens because you’ll find, quite suddenly, that you can’t do something today quite the way you did it yesterday. I will teach you acceptance.
3. You will wonder what I will take from you next (Eating? Brushing your teeth?). It is my secret. I will teach you to surrender.
4. I will make you look awkward in public when I prevent you from reaching out to shake a stranger’s hand, or make your head flop from side-to-side as you cross over the grass in your wheelchair at the church picnic. I will teach you humility.
5. I will make you long for things every mother should experience – braiding your daughter’s hair, wrapping your arms around her when she cries. But I will teach you there are other gifts you can give your daughter besides the hum-drum, everyday ones any mother can give.
Most of all, you will not like me. I don’t get to be your friend and see you embrace me with love and admiration. I will make you struggle, I will hurt you and I will make your life very, very hard. You will struggle every time you put on makeup or raise a fork to your mouth or get up out of bed. I am not fun, and I don’t ask you to pretend to enjoy me. But, you will learn that I am chosen for you specifically by God. You will do with me what you are meant to, and the lessons I teach, you will receive. So you will take me, you will put up with me and, eventually, you will embrace me as part of you.
Ultimately, you will become grateful for the person I make you into.
Trust me…
To read more from Mindy, visit her blog online at mindyannehenderson.com
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
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