Trache Time

I turned 17 years young on July 13th. Approximately a week ago. The day I will always remember as the day we got the call for a hospital bed for my dad's Tracheotomy. It should be remembered as the the day I turned 17 and had not a care in the world. But ALS wants me to remember it as a sad day, a day not about me. In all reality that day wasn't just about me and it wasn't a happy day. The next day I left for Bethany Beach and my Dad was admitted to the ICU. On Friday 15th my Dad had a tracheotomy in as I lounged on the beach. On Saturday the 16th my Dad laid confined to a hospital bed listening to music as I swam in the ocean.  Its not fair that I have the ability to eat and talk and move and my father does not. Its not fair that I was forced to grow up earlier than I had hoped to. But life's not fair. It's a good thing we have Jesus, who plays favorites on all of us. He'll favor me and help me cope. Just like he has favored my father and has helped him conquer ALS. Maybe one day soon God will help the rest of us to conquer ALS.

The Simple Things

This afternoon, a lady from our church brought dinner over for us. The dinner consisted of chicken pot pies and mac n' cheese. I am pretty much the only person in the house who eats mac n' cheese and considering it was already five o'clock and it would take an hour and fifteen minutes to cook I decided to save it for another time. We decided to save it for another day. Then, my mother realized that God had been looking out for me. I wanted mac n' cheese for my birthday party (which is tomorrow, 07/13). But my mother hates mac n' cheese and thinks its totally unhealthy and wasn't willing to make it or buy it. God provided! How awesome!? Remember its the simple small things in life that should put a smile on our faces.

Just a Wave

As I got into the car to drive my little brother to dog sitting, I noticed an elderly man on his daily stroll through the neighborhood. I have seen him several times before today, but have never been in the position to say hello. I gave him a cheery wave with a (slightly) cheesy smile as he drove by on his scooter. But all he could do in return, was nod his head. For he has lost most muscle control in his face. But just by the simple act of waving "hello" I could tell it made his day, by the way his face lit up. Its always the small simple things in life that matter the most, that effect lives the most. Don't forget to take time to smell the roses!

Me, Myself and I

It's Official! I've been bitten by the blogging bug!

I have tried many a blogs many a times, and alas I have been unsuccessful in creating an entertaining and regular blog. My sister is a fantastic blogger and has inspired me myself and I to join her in the blogging world. The Simple Life is hopefully going to be a blog about the simple things in life. The small things can out shine the big things occasionally and sometimes people forget to stop and take time to smell the roses. Want to know more about me? Check out the About Me tab! Oh, and don't forget to head on over and visit the lovely Mrs. St-J's blog!