Bless this little community, Dear Lord, I prayed. I was returning their ad-Needed:Angel.
I pushed the pin back through the paper with a little note at the bottom. It would have been so much simpler if the original ad would have given their phone number. Instead of listing my number, I left my first name.
Walking through the grocery store, I was feeling stronger today. We always stayed together, holding the cart with our hands entwined.
I was having more good days, than bad. I still had my husband to help me heal. His strength an encouragement every day, was a true blessing. He was my best friend through the good an the bad. Time,also, was my friend. I had tried to rush recovery, wanting so badly to go back to my life before the accident.
The morning was gone. We had spent the hours sitting in yet another doctor’s office. We still needed to run errands and get some groceries in the house. I could have lived on applesauce an yogurt, but it had been over a week.
My main thoughts had been to get through the nurse, an her questions, the doctor, an the popular words, “Time is your friend.” I could then conquer my selfish goal of returning the ad to the billboard.
Yesterday, Brad an I had tried to envision me working again. I couldn’t help but cry as we stated the obvious. I could not drive. I could walk in our home, but outside I needed help with my balance. I could not look down or nausea set in. I could not be on the computer or cell phone for longer than a few minutes or I needed to rest. A fall would set me back in every part of recovery. What could I possibly offer these people?
My response was simple. If I was meant to be their angel, nothing would stop this from happening.I was not the person I used to be. The accident I had should have damaged me far more, or worse, taken me from here.
I would not leave my number as I still needed time to heal While we wait, please, let’s all be in prayer. Prayer that we are put nicely in each other’s path’s. The Lord up above will let us know if I am the right angel for the job.
Many blessings, Josephine
