Journal Entry: November 3, 2016
What a Difference a Year Makes
One year ago today, I had been just released from the hospital and was looking at living life with only a wheelchair and a walker for the upcoming three months. My aunt had flown from Sioux Falls, SD to help me adjust to being home for the first couple of weeks, and one of the things at the top of our list for my rehabilitation was to get a healthy dose of Vitamin D so we headed over to the beach to do just that.
Today, just a year later, I eagerly greeted my morning with my three-week-old daughter in my arms in bed, and walked towards the kitchen. This morning, like every other morning in the last 365 days, I acknowledge in gratitude that not only amIo alive, but that I am walking and that the greatest gift a woman could ever possess, I have in my arms. What a difference a year can make if you allow it to.