Progress

This image is one of my new favorites.

I remember looking at the set of stairs that I was required to climb before I could be released to go home after the stroke.

I remember thinking, "I HAVE to do this. I want to go home to my babies. There is no turning back!"

So, with my physical therapist behind me on the way up and below my on the way down and with Rand on the side of me, cheering me on - I climbed the first flight. 

Then the second...

Then the rest of the 12 flights.

Then, I headed down said 12 flights of stairs.

I could NOT believe I had done it!

But, I did it.

And I look back on those moments now and I am SOOO grateful I never gave up.

The same can be said for now.

I have come a LONG ways.

I didn't look back 2 1/2 weeks ago and beg for things to be different.

I gathered my children, and through tears and shaking and trembling, I told them to raise their heads up.

We prayed.

We prayed some more.

I cried on T.

I cried on Cyd.

I cried non-stop.

But then we got up again and we did what had to be done.

We will look back on this moment right now and we will look at our progress and we will be SO glad we didn't give up!