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A Little bit
about Me! April 2008
Name: "Mindy"
D.O.B: May 7, 1971
I Live in: WA USA
I Have Children:
1st:
Alexander 16yrs
2nd:
Mikkayla 14yrs
3rd:
Marty 9yrs
4th:
Patrick 8yrs
My Story, there's just no short way of
telling it...
Waiting to Wake up....Where did such a
name come from? Let me explain...
This web-site is the product of an overwhelming need for me to release my
inner-most feelings. To come to some sort of acceptance and understanding
of what I have been through in the past few years.
On May 4th 2005 I was assaulted by a long time friend and Partner. I
received a severe concussion and suffered memory loss and motor impairment
afterward.
Then, 20 days later I went for a ride to the local store with the neighbors'
son and his girlfriend which ended in a head-on car crash at 50+ m.p.h per
car.(100+ m.p.h).
By the grace of God, we all 3 lived and had full recoveries. But not before
I had lost
everything!
I was in the back seat behind the driver, 18yrs old. His 17yr old
girlfriend was in the front passenger seat. We were headed down Mt. Hwy.
about a mile E. of 224th when we heard the sound of something on the car
breaking. The steering on the car was broke. We ended up going head-on
into a Jeep in the oncoming lane.
The paramedics when, they got there, could not find a heart beat nor was I
breathing. I
remember dying.
I remember fighting trying to breathe, but with 127+ breaks and fractures in
my chest and ribs and 3 ruptured places in my intestines, bruised heart and
lungs, I could not do it. I prayed for my kids, I prayed for my Mom and
then I said "Thank you Jesus! I am coming home!" Then I was gliding up and
away, no pain no regrets. Then I woke up in the hospital. It was 8 months
or more before I remembered any real details surrounding the accident or the
assault. By then I had myself convinced that I was either dead and in
denial and this was one messed up after life or I was still in the hospital
in a coma and this was all a bad dream.
I had lost my
physical health-which
still today is not 100%
Because of the seriousness of my injuries I could no longer continue in the
heavy construction work (I was a pile-driver) I was used to.
So I lost my job.
I couldn't lift my
hands high enough to wash my own hair for nearly 3 months. I had people
(God bless them) wait on me hand and foot and move in with me to help care
for me. I had to have help sitting up, help laying down, dressing
showering. I was as helpless as an infant.
I had lost my self
dignity or so I thought.
I had to send my children to live else where. My older 2 went to their
Dad's and my younger 2 went to live with my parents in E Oregon.
So I had lost my
kids.
Then in August of 2005 I was illegally evicted out of a mobile home park
where I owned my mobile home. I was not well enough at the time to go to
court to fight the eviction.
So now I had lost my
home too. I
was without my Partner, without my health, without my children, without my
job and without my house. And without any sense of pride or
accomplishment. I was in fact DEAD! I was not alive Mentally, physically,
socially or spiritually.
I felt as though God had played a
"sick joke" on me.
Make me suffer the mental and physical pain of death. And I did die. I may
not have been dead dead! but mentally I had given up on surviving and I gave
in to the sweet release of dying. Once your brain has accepted the "fact"
that it's dead,
Dying is the easy
part...Coming back from the dead however that's worse mentally and
emotionally than it was to accept dying in the first place.
This web-site is my story. In the poems contained herein are the pieces of
memory, of emotion and the loss and re-gain of FAITH. HOPE and LOVE. and
the greatest of these IS love.
The love of family, friends and by the love of God I am no
longer.....Waiting to Wake up!! Enjoy! and Love.
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