Dear Alex, home visit number ONE...!
July 20th 2012
Dear Alex,
Words cannot begin to touch this morning. Thankfully I have the pictures
and the memories and the feelings to carry with me for the rest of my lifeā¦
I see the car pull up, nervous, as I donāt know if Iāll keep it
together, I walk down to you, your home coming! Well, a brief few hours. And I
donāt, I donāt keep it together at all, I lost it when I walked out of the door
to bring you in. Tears of pride, love, wishes, hopes, and joy.
The OT and the physio are there with you to push you in, up the ramp,
and into the lounge, transferring you onto the sofa. Our sofa! Home. Shoes off,
helmet off, the biggest grin I have ever seen anyone grin, which not for a
second does it leave your or my face.
A presence so strong, pure love. Intense, healing, powerful. I ask the
Most High that this may bless you in a new way, move you on the next step. That
the power of this morning may engulf you and strengthen you. Focus you and aid
you in your physical and mental journey. Itās like falling in love all over again, itās
like freedom or flying must feel like. Itās like surfing on clouds, like warmth
and fresh coffee and an almighty achievement, well deserved! The mightiest
achievement.
We are left alone for half an hour, and we cuddle, talk and bask in each
otherās presence. That we are here, that you have made it this far, that I am so
hopelessly in love with you that I donāt know what to do with myself when I am
without youā¦and we are on the sofa in each otherās arms, just us, just
together, just in love.
I didnāt want it to end. I stayed so strong as you pulled away. I had a
long āmomentā when youād gone. But not despair, not desperation, just longing
and a renewed hope, that you can visit. That one day you wonāt be just
visiting, youāll be here again.
How I long, I yearn for that dayā¦
Oliver (the dog) is beside himself with excitement as you come in,
he doesnāt know what to do with himself! You say very clearly, laughing āhe
stinks!ā and flap your right hand in front of your nose! Your humour is being
revived. The pulse of your character strengthening, firing to the foreā¦itās all coming.
Time.
Wow, baby, what a morning. I truly was in heavenā¦I am so lucky, so
blessed we still have a life together, even though it may not be the one we
planned for or would have chosenā¦we are still together. Thank you God.
Me xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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