Thursday, January 21, 2010


Two years ago this past week, Dave and I walked down the long white cold corridor of St. Joseph's hospital along with Mylee, her papa, and her Gigi to hand her over to the surgical team who performed her brain decompression. There are no words to express to you how we felt. Our little Mylee was such a happy and smilee little girl. I was so afraid she would wake up and be a different child. I was afraid her innocence would be stolen from her. I was afraid she wouldn't be her smilee self again. My fears were short lived...

Today, two years later we are still on this long road of unknowns and our journey continues. But, I am pleased to say that my child’s innocence were not stolen and she still shows us her beautiful smile almost daily! I cannot ask for anything more!!

Although we continue her fight today and we have new challenges that lay ahead for us, she continues to teach all of us the true meaning of life. Her "Never Give Up" attitude always seems to amaze us. She is such a fighter!!

I read this poem again this past week. It has always been dear to my heart and has even more of a special meaning to me that I would have never imagined. It has assured me to not be afraid of some of my recent fears. It allowed me to be true to my feelings. It reminded me that we are not on this journey alone. It confirmed that my faith can be renewed and it has!!

I hope you enjoy this poem as much as I have:

Footprints in the Sand

One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord. Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.
In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand. Sometimes there were two sets of footprints, other times there was one only.
This bothered me because I noticed that during the low periods of my life, when I was suffering from anguish, sorrow or defeat, I could see only one set of footprints, so I said to the Lord,
“You promised me Lord,
that if I followed you, you would walk with me always. But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life there has only been one set of footprints in the sand.Why, when I needed you most, have you not been there for me?”
The Lord replied, “The years when you have seen only one set of footprints, my child, is when I carried you.”

Mary Stevenson, 1936