The day didn’t even start a normal day. The week had been one of many emotions with
Paul and me in the midst of a fight and barely talking. I remember going to bed the night before with
the prayer that God would help us see how we could move on from where we were
right then. Well, God sure had his
way!
I woke up in the morning, getting Mary Ellen ready for
school and sending her off on her way. I
think that Charlotte and I went to run errands and we ended up going to my
parent’s house. I am not sure if we had
a purpose or just wasting time. Well, after
picking Mary Ellen up at school, I picked up lunch and came back. Charlotte went down for a nap, and Mary Ellen
was resting. I needed to find brown
shoes for Mary Ellen and mom needed me to check on a few things for Paul’s
birthday. I took off to run these few
errands, but my plans changed. After
making one stop and researching the possibility of getting Paul a new I-phone
for his birthday, I began to take the trek into Belk that changed it all.
I actually don’t remember many details, but as time has
passed, I seem to be able to figure out what happened. One day, I may know all of the details, if I
see the surveillance video, but that is a whole other issue. It could tell us what happened or have for us
a chance at winning America’s Funniest Home videos!
But, back to the events --- From what I recall, I walked
into the store with my eyes set on my destination of the shoe department, and
the next thing I know, I was on the floor with both feet flown out from
me. Of course, my first response was to
jump up and declare that I was fine to the people that saw it and were checking
on me. Within seconds though, I could
tell otherwise. I was getting very
woozy, and I began to realize that I couldn’t move my right arm. Now, I have fallen many times. I am a klutz,
but I have never had an injury from something like this. (I have broken my elbow, but it happened in
softball, so I don’t consider it a klutzy move :)) As they got the manager and she began asking
questions, I was still being my stubborn self completely convinced that the
pain was going to pass and I was going to be okay and be able to go back to the
schedule and plans that I had for the day.
Well, that time didn’t come. I
eventually gave into that I needed to call Paul, and I was probably going to
have to get it checked out.
To make this
part of the story shorter, I did end up in the Emergency Room for many hours in
much pain to find out that I had dislocated my elbow, fractured my elbow, and
tore a ligament. I came out of there
with my arm in a cast and sling with the need to see an orthopedic the
following day to determine what was ahead of me.
That night when I got home, it was very late, I was very
tired, drugged, and overwhelmed by how everything had changed. What I did know was that Paul and I were
talking, and we both knew and had been tested through the fact that no matter
what we may face, we are going to be there for each other. Yes, we were still aware of what had brought
about the fight, but it wasn’t something we could dwell on any more at that
time, because things were going to be very different over the next few
months. This mommy who was used to doing
everything, and doesn’t ask for help much, was going to have to change her
ways. When you can’t even dress or bath
yourself, there is little that you can do for your nearly 1 year old and 3 year
old. Within a few days, I realized that
God had lots of lessons for me, and He needed to get my attention. At that the time, I felt as if I was grounded
from being a mom to my kids, because I needed everyone to take care of me. But, what I have come to realize is that I
needed to be grounded more in God, and it was only through that I am going to
move forward and stay focused and grounded in God in the path that we were
about to embark on. I am not saying that
I have not fought it along the way, but my perspective is much different and
all I have to do is move my arm, and I still have a slight reminder of the day
that God literally took me off my feet and made me a GROUNDED MOMMY!
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