Four Weeks

It is now 1:45 am, June 16th. It was about this time four weeks ago that Nicole's life dramatically changed and she would face the biggest challenge of her life. Someone's careless action brought chaos, pain, tears, bewilderment, anger, loss, uncertainty, frustration, and only she knows what else...into her world.

Today Nicole was quiet. Although she was pleasant, I didn't see her smile much and there was no laughter. She seemed distracted by her thoughts, thoughts she wasn't prepared to share. I didn't want to press her. I know she needs time to sort things out and to grieve... grieve over this jolting infliction brought upon her and all she must face in the months to come. Up until now her focus has been on surviving, making it through the days and nights with the least amount of pain and discomfort. As she gains control over one part of her body, another pain emerges. She can't take a pill for this pain. Like the physical pain, it has to run its course...it will take time.

There is much for which I am thankful. God preserved her life. Her injuries could have been worse. One break in her pelvis is about two inches from her spine. But Nicole is home now, gradually recovering. Four weeks ago her body was in trauma in a sterile emergency room with strangers struggling to save her life. Tonight her body is mending while she rests in the comfort of our home. For this I am grateful beyond words!