Those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. Isiah 40:31
My phone has gone off all day long with messages telling me how much they love Madie and what a miracle she is and my inbox is full of emails with the same message. It truly reminds me how blessed my family has been this past year with an overwhelming amount of support and love from so many people. Each message and phone call has made today a tad easier and although I tried to reply with at least a “thank you” if you didn’t get a reply please that we are genuinely grateful!
For months I’ve thought about what I would write when today came and I thought it would pages long but as I sit here in front of my computer I find myself at a loss for words. Then I decided I would share my thoughts for Madie with you. When Molly Michael was a year old I wrote her a letter and tucked it away in her baby book for her to read one day when she is older. Madie, being my second child, got no such letter in her baby book so I’ll print this off and tuck it away.
One year later, what a bittersweet day. Your brilliant smile is so contagious that I have hard time being sad around you today but there is no way to ignore the fact that this is hardly the life I imagined for you or any of us for that matter. The fact that you are doing so well makes it tremendously easier to be happy today but my mind is flooded with memories and thoughts from the day of your accident. I can vividly remember August 25, 2010. You had waffles and a banana for breakfast, I can remember the clothes you wore, I remember the clothes I wore, I remember kissing you goodbye and I remember them telling me at the dentist office that I needed to go across the street to ER immediately. As I walked across I can remember thinking, PLEASE let this be anyone but my girls. I looked at my phone and saw several missed calls from the sitter and I knew immediately that it was you. As I walked past an ambulance I overheard a man say, “There was a one year old found in a pool” but I was still hopeful that it wasn’t MY one year old. I could probably name every person that was there lining the hall outside your ER room and there were a lot of people. I could tell you all about the plane ride to Dallas, walking in the PICU waiting room at Children’s and everyone that was there waiting on us. I had your nurse bring in a tall chair so I could sit beside your bed and lay my head next to you so you could hear me begging you to keep fighting. I could write a novel with the details I have stored in my mind from this day one year ago. BUT, here we are, one year later and we have so much to be thankful for and I could write 10 novels on how amazing it has been to watch God heal your body and reveal your beautiful personality once again. You have progressed more to date than most doctors felt you would in your lifetime. You have amazed those closest to you and, judging by the number of Caring Bridge page views, thousands of people you have never met. Your story is incredibly inspirational and has strengthened many people’s relationship with God. I am so proud of you and so happy that God picked me to be your mom. At only two years old you have worked harder at life that some people will in a lifetime. I’ve watched your brain go from a state of almost nothing to understanding everything of what we say to you and I know it won’t be long until your brain has the capability to tell the rest of your body what to do. One day I know you’ll be walking, talking, running and telling everyone your miraculous story. I am so sorry that you have to fight this battle but I know God picked you and our family for a reason and I thank Him daily for allowing us to keep you here.
We ended today with a trip to the Marshall Police Department to visit and eat dinner with the officers that were there with Madie one year ago. It was absolutely perfect and Madie even let them hold her while they took a picture. It was great to spend a little bit of this special day with them. Saturday morning we’ll be getting to go have breakfast at the Marshall Fire Department with the rest of the first responders.
Thank again to each of you for continuing to pray for Madie!
With greatest gratitude,
Kristin, Matt, Molly Michael, Miracle Madie