After waking up way to early today, I decided to Google my name. I will do this periodically to see what comes up and for a little look down memory lane. Some days when I look up my name I just move on to my next task for the day, but today I was once again reminded of what could have been. I had a chance to have a career in something I loved, Crochet. Yep I was a crochet junkie, I ate, slept, breathed crochet. It was all I did all day long and I loved it. I have several patterns published in books and online magazines, I have a website with over 100 original patterns and still sell patterns today from that site. Receiving the first book with my pattern design in it was so amazing. I had a possible book deal with all of my own designs and was scheduled to be a showcased teacher at an upcoming crochet and knit event in Dallas Texas.
But all of that changed one Saturday afternoon in 2005. My husband and I were working outside on a shed and came in the house to shower. I showered first, while in the shower my husband told me how his head hurt worse then it ever had before, I told him to sit down, and then it happened. His eyes rolled back, he slumped over and started to seize. That is the moment that all things changed.
Changed...altered...different...never the same life again.
My husband had a stroke that day and now has a seizure disorder and brain damage because of it. But he survived and thats all that mattered to me. The road from 2005 to today has been grueling. Every emotion has been pushed to its fullest in our bodies.
Crochet and a career within it are no longer in my future. I still struggle with this but I know that God's plan is good and He knows what is best for me and my family.
Fast forward to today...
God continues to carry us through this disease that my husband now has. The seizures are under control most of the time. He is plagued with horrible headaches as a result. We still have issues with his health, it is a rocky road and one that we will be on for the rest of our lives. But I am blessed beyond measure. The past is a part of me and who I am today....
That Girl is me... this is my story.
Well the sun is up on the farm and my day begins, I need to go outside and do my morning chores. I just got a call from someone who wants to buy all the chicken eggs that I have... yea..... I think I will take a few pears outside with me and feed them to our new peacocks. I leave you with a picture of the pig Edgar sleeping on the couch. Yes he is spoiled rotten and loves it. ((: