Sunday, February 21, 2010
Never Say Never
After being told we would never have children, eight years later (with their help of a great clinic) we conceived on the first try, a miracle and against all the odds. Three years later on that fateful winter night, the minivan crossed the median. I would like to say that I have never received that dreaded phone call at 4am, that I never imagined I would ever get, but I can’t. The doctors said Grant would never regain his short term memory, sense of smell or hold down a proper job. But he has. Okay the memory sucks sometimes but he is a man. Say no more. The doctors said his brother would never teach again, learning to read and write and speak again was going to be a challenge, probably be stuck living with his parents the rest of his life. But the teacher is able to work a few days a week, met a wonderful women and married life is bliss.
Had you told me ten years ago, even six years ago, that I would be co owning a bra boutique, I would have laughed and said “Never!” Yet here we are a year and half after opening, successful and prominent in our community. I would never have believed Grant would successfully achieve accreditation for his lab just 3 yrs after that accident or that I would be a mom to the most incredible 10 yr old.
You never know what’s around the corner – good or bad. I can’t say make lemonade when you handed a lemon, it’s not always that easy. But I have certainly learned to expect the unexpected. When it is good, I praise Him. When it is bad, I lean on Him. And I believe that All Things Are Possible.
~response to "when pigs fly!" prompt #203 Sunday Scribblings.
photo is around 1973 on our back step. I am the cutey on the right, my sister on the left and mama with her glorious beehive.