Four Week "Anniversary"

Today is the four week anniversary of Matt’s traumatic accident. While he still has a long road to travel before he is functioning at the level he did prior to the accident, he has made tremendous strides. It is amazing that he survived, and that he has *any* function at all. Each time I see him walk, drive, or get out of bed unassisted, I thank God. As I have said before, it could have only been worse.

So many people have come forward to offer their prayers, help and support. Nobody will ever fully understand how much that has meant to us. Thank you, Thank You, THANK YOU!

Today was far different than just four weeks ago. We went fishing for the first time this year. This was the first outing we have had since Matt’s accident. I have to admit, I was VERY worried about him, but he was adamant that we *were* going! We usually go every weekend once the weather is nice, but this trip worried me so much-I was terrified he was not physically ready for this, and that he would undo all of the progress he has made. Since his accident, he has been so focused on enjoying every second of each day, and not allowing trivial things to steal his joy. I finally decided it might be good for him to sit and fish. I am so glad we went. He was able to relax, and we all were able to spend a gorgeous day together outside. This was great family time, and more healing than any medication or therapy.


Is it the Unibomber? Nope....just Kristy! It was sooooo cold this AM!


Seeing him fishing just four weeks after his accident....I cannot hold back the tears of joy


No, really, this is NOT the Unibomber's police sketch!


Heidi-our black German Shepherd

It is a running joke in our house that the youngest member of the family is always the one who catches the first fish, and 95% of the time, she also catches the most fish. In fact, last June was our first fishing trip ever. Alina Jayne and I had never fished before. SHE caught the first fish that day! Today was no different, we spent 5 hours fishing and the only person to catch a fish was (you guessed it) ALINA JAYNE! Sure, it was too small to keep, but she caught the first one no less!


The First Fish!!!!


Look you two, I can't catch ALL the fish! I'm playing now!


I know I should not be up here, but it is soooooo much fun!

What a difference four weeks makes. On February 21st at 5:30 PM, we were getting ready to go outside and build a snowman-and the next thing I knew, our dining room looked like a crime scene, and EMS was here taking Matt to the hospital for trauma surgery. On March 21st at 5:30PM, Matt, Alina Jayne and I were heading home from a day of fishing. Who said miracles don’t happen?


My Two Miracles......and yes, they are allowed to stick their tongues out at me!