Don’t you love how I suckered you in last month with a week full of entries and then….nothing.
The last update just stares at you, taunting you. All that is left is the clouded, fogged up window into our world.
I can tell you that life has not been cloudy or fogged up. It’s been busy, but clear and sunny.
Praise the Lord! I am now working. Searching for a job has been a job in and of itself. But, finding the right job for me and for my Village has been even more taxing and worth the wait. Although, we do not understand, God’s timing is always perfect and so is His provision.
Preparing for heading back to a full time job for the first time since August 16, 2005 has been crazy. It’s a huge adjustment for all of us. Taking me out of the picture for Danny-care and Corbin-care requires more from my Village, primarily Danny’s parents.
Once school starts for Corbin, my almost Kindergartener (how’d that happen?), I will be able to take him to school in the mornings on my way to work and that will help out tremendously. Until then, scheduling my boys is a daily discussion.
To say I couldn’t do this without Danny’s parents is the greatest of understatements.
And, 36 years ago today, Danny’s parents welcomed him into the world.
When I was a child, I remember my mom telling me how much she loved me and sharing with me that when I became a parent, I’d understand the depth of that love.
I can’t imagine the heartache and worry that comes from watching your child experience tragedy and hardship.
Our journey has been long; almost six years now.
As a wife, it is incredibly frustrating to be unable to make it all better for Danny.
For his parents, I can imagine it’s probably worse.
As Corbin’s mother, I am the one he cries to and runs to when his heart or his body is hurt. And, I hold him, dry his tears, clean his wounds and give him a band-aid to cover his boo-boos. And, with that and time, he heals, grows and moves on.
Danny’s mom can’t put a band-aid on Danny’s brain injury and make it all better. In his now 36 years, I’m sure this is not the way they dreamed it would be for Danny and it’s a daily effort to give his injuries, both physical and emotional, to the Great Physician.
But, the important thing is to view the other side of the coin, the glass half full part.
Danny is here.
Danny is present.
Danny is living.
In his 36 years, he’s become a great man. Through all faces of difficulty, he continues. He does not give up, not that I give him much of a choice, but still he goes.
Don’t get me wrong. He doesn’t have the whole world smelling like roses and he can come across as being pissed off at the world.
But, don’t we all sometimes? Don’t we all have our moments?
I know I do.
The funny part about me harping (yes, I can nag) Danny about being thankful to be able to just be here, giving him some tough love, I have to give myself the same pep talk too.
Life could be worse. It has been worse.
Take my friend Adam again, who has now passed on to be with the Lord. My life could have been very different.
Danny is here.
Danny is present.
Danny is living.
I did not have to bury my husband, Corbin’s dad and Hector and Loida’s son.
I do not have to tell stories about Danny to Corbin to teach him about his dad. He can see it for himself.
Danny is still a husband.
He is still a dad.
He is still a son, a brother, a nephew, a cousin and a friend.
He still loves deeply. His smile and laugh still brighten the room. His determination spreads to others; “if he can do it, I can too.” He still loves his Lord, although I think they often have some serious talks. He still makes people laugh and can banter with the best. He is tender and tough when he needs to be. And, he is growing, learning, and remembering more every day.
So, on this Danny’s birthday, I have a request for you my (few) loyal readers:
Make a comment (it will appear after I approve it) or send an email to dannyandallison@hotmail.com and tell Danny what it means to you that he is still here, still present and still living.
And, if you read this tomorrow or many days from now, do it anyway.
Help this cheerleader rest her pom-poms and rely on you, the Pep Squad.
Happy Birthday, Danny!
Posted on
Fri, July 15, 2011
by Allison Diaz