I had a wonderful time in Utah. I think we accomplished a lot of things, getting the house ready was a big project that had been steadily in progress for several weeks before I got there. The generosity of the community, and of complete strangers was certainly faith boosting. There was a gentleman that showed up one evening and placed a 20 dollar bill in my hand. He was probably 90 years old, and had twinkling blue eyes. He said he had stopped by previously, and felt impressed to come again. I asked him what his name was, and his eyes wandered to the heavens and he said " He knows" I went into the house and gave Cam the 20 and told him what had just happened. Cam wanted to meet him, so I chased him down before he drove away. This kind of thing has happened countless times. People giving of their time, their talents. It just really makes me humble to see it.
Cameron has been in good spirits, although I know he is in pain. He doesn't like to admit it, but he does hurt. His muscles have a mind of their own, and nearly toss him from his chair on occasion. He has many visitors a day, and even when exhaustion and pain take over, he welcomes all that care to stop by.
His body is healing, and the process it takes to heal is the hardest part of all. He is stubborn, and goal driven though. I had a thought of how it must have been for his Mother to try and help him tie a shoe, and the attitude of " I can do it by myself!" But, Cam has also proven that being humble is an attribute. I know he is thankful for his wife, and all those that do help, even though I'm sure it is difficult for him to need/ask for that help. As I explained to my Mom, she is his helpmate....an equal partner, and that she has been.
Again, thanks to everyone for there love and support.
Christi

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March 20, 2007 at 09:07 PM MST Good evening. I don't even know what to say today. I have been sick for a couple of days and am finally getting some energy back. It's been a tiring day, but I don't feel like I have done anything. Moved around some yard sale items, swept, did some laundry and washed dishes. Big whoop. I couldn't even get over to help Holly because I had to work tonight.
I guess I am going through my anger stage of this adventure. Cam can't do what he wants to do (serve others and not be a lump, as he put it), and it is frustrating to both of us. He wants to do things by himself, which is admirable. It is, however very hard to watch and not jump in to help when he struggles. I want him to take the time out to heal, he wants to not waste time healing and start working again. I guess directed stubbornness is a good thing in some ways. He and a neighbor went for a walk/roll to the store for some fresh veggies and fruits. It was pleasant for them, as the weather was gorgeous.
Does anybody read this anymore? It's my journal, I guess, or blog.
Just curious. Seems like when the major problem is over, like being in the hospital, interest wanes. Things are really just starting for us, I guess. That's ok, though. I know everyone is so busy, just as we are. That's what living is for. Forgive me my ramblings, and thank you for your support.
Love,
Sharon