Snoozing On A Stool

 

My friends Spencer and Lindsay were a huge support

when Mr. Nielson and I had our accident in 2008.

They helped with the children and meals, and when my family came

into town, they gave them a car to borrow.

They did SO MUCH more that it would literally take all day to type it.

Last week, Spencer sent me some photos of Nicholas (22 months) 

at their home in Arizona, taken a few weeks after the accident

while Gigs was being cared for at their house.

This photo of Nicholas asleep on the stool was taken when

Christian and I were both sleeping in a deep in a coma, 

teetering between life and death. 

I missed nearly a year of his life, and I hate thinking about that.

These photos were met with a mix of emotions. 

I once knew that little boy—he was once so tiny, 

and I had the privilege of being his mother. 

I felt so sad that I missed out on so much!

There’s sadness in my heart for both of us, but I am so 

grateful that time has healed so much since this day.

My dear friends stepped in to support us during our time of need. 

They became like parents to my children and loved them as if they were their own. 

Nicholas clearly felt comfortable at their house, 

as he fell asleep on Lindsay's kitchen stool.

You know, I still have a tinge of guilt for missing so much.

I have so much love in my heart for the family, friends, neighbors,

 and even strangers who picked up the pieces of my 

life that shattered around me five years ago.

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I will be speaking at Utah's First Lady Jeanette Herbert's
Uplift Utah Families conference this
Saturday, October 26th
Information HERE/TICKETS
Anyone is welcome.