Surviving a Crisis
www.RaisingYourGrandchildren.com by Karen Best Wright
Wow! It has been over 2 1/2 months since I have written in my Blog. I've had a few distractions, like our 7-year-old grandchild being injured and almost dying. We have been blessed with a total miracle, a complete recovery. When I see her playing or running across the lawn to catch a ball, my eyes still fill with tears as I barely remember the rescue squad and police cars that filled our yard less than two months ago. Within a few days of our granddaughter's injury and with her still in the pediatric ICU, her name was on hundreds of prayer rolls across the country. I cannot even begin to express adequately my testimony of prayer and faith. The gratitude I feel to the many different religious denominations that prayed for her is beyond my ability to even put into words.
A few days before her injury, I had a dream about her. The dream started with me screaming at her to get back to me because she was not being safe. Once she was safely back to me, we had a strange type of journey that we took together, just the two of us. In the dream, I only wore army fatigues. In the dream as we journeyed to uncertain places, I knew that her needs would be met by strangers along our path.
A few days before her accident, I told my husband that I could feel something bad was about to happen. I did not know if it was going to be in a few days or a few months, but something bad would occur.
Obviously after her injury, the dream made total sense. The dream brought intrigue and also a sense of peace, since the essence of the dream was that even though the journey was uncertain, it was not frightening and the most important part was that it was very clear in the dream that my child's needs would be met along the way.
The entire near tragic event has made me even more grateful for my granddaughters and the part that we play in each other's lives.
I'm sorry to hear about your granddaughter's accident. I was wondering how you were doing. I'm glad things are getting back to normal for you. Connie
Posted by: Nana Connie | April 10, 2008 at 12:25 AM