Do you remember certain dates in your life?
\nDoes the memory play in your head like an old movie every year when that date pops up on the calendar?
\nIt happens to me every October 2^{nd<\/sup>.
\nThis date changed the course of my life in many ways.
\nThe words that come to mind when I think of October 2^{nd<\/sup> are tragedy, miracle, healing, disability, HOPE, birth, aunt, first date, roller-coaster, detour<\/b>
\nTragedy \u2013 Miracle \u2013 Healing – Disability – HOPE<\/b>
\nOn this date in 1935, my beautiful Mom, Helen, was a senior at Anaconda High School. She was full of life. It was just an ordinary fall day with football excitement in the air. The pep assembly was an hour away. She sat on the stage with a few friends from the orchestra preparing to tune her violin. It was nearly showtime.
\nAnd then it happened.
\nThe heavy stage fire curtain fell from the ceiling. It slammed her to the floor.
\nCrushed Spine. Paralysis. Surgeries. Rehab. Hopelessness.
\nBUT God!
\nShe was told she would never walk. After six months, she\u00a0stood to walk again.
\nShe was told she would never bear children. She gave birth to TEN!
\nShe was told she would not dance. She danced at her Senior Prom.
\nSo for me, October 2^{nd<\/sup> means HOPE for the HOPELESS<\/strong>.
\nIt was\u00a0the hope\u00a0I held on to when my son , Gabe, was born with multiple physical birth defects.
\nGrowing up with Mom taught me about living life with a disability.
\nShe helped Gabe see the possible in the impossible.
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$\"Mom$ <\/a>
Mom holding Gabe – her 20th grandchild<\/p><\/div>
\nBirth, Aunt, Miracles<\/b>
\nAnother significant life event<\/b> happened on October 2, 1971.\u00a0 I was in Junior High.
\nMy\u00a0nephew Gregory Steven Devine was born. I was absolutely\u00a0thrilled to be an aunt.
\nSuch a beautiful baby, Greg grew to be a very tall (6\u2019 5\u201d) and handsome man.
\nGreg has an incredible story of miraculous healing too! So does his beautiful daughter Kena. I\u2019ll tell that story on another day.
\nSo Happy Birthday Greg<\/b>!
\n $\"Greg$ <\/a>
\nFirst date, roller-coaster, detour<\/b>
\nOctober 2, 1976 I had my first date with a college football player. This relationship was a roller-coaster ride of emotion\u00a0for six years. It wasn’t a pretty story.
\nThat October 2nd was the start of a painfully significant life-changing detour.
\nAnd for sure, that is a story for another blog.
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$\"God$ <\/a>
God knows the way to our destination<\/p><\/div>
\nWhat about you? Do you have one of those dates that drum up old memories for you?<\/span> <\/i><\/b>
\nIf so, I hope you will share in the comments section.
\nBless you on this date, October 2, 2013. May it bring a happy memory of Hope<\/strong> and Healing<\/strong> and Miracles<\/strong>…in spite of detours.<\/strong>
\nGigi
\nYesterday\u2019s question <\/b>
\nWhat is your favorite thing about the fall season?<\/b><\/em><\/span>
\nMy answer:<\/b> Snuggling near a warm fire drinking a hot cup of chai tea. When I was a young girl, I loved jumping into big piles of colorful leaves. I also enjoyed the yummy crab apples from our backyard tree. But I didn\u2019t like getting in trouble for throwing them at cars. Hitting a police car was a BAD idea. Oops! A story for another time.
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