No work, so I got to sleep in. Ahh. This was gonna be the best day ever. Sun was breaking through the window. Not a care in the world.
I heard Mom's cell phone ring two rooms over. Nothing peculiar, the woman is so popular. She starts getting phone calls at 8am and it doesn't stop ringing til 8pm. What was strange was this feeling I got. It was like a single butterfly was trying to wake up all his friends in my stomach. Had to shake it off, so I decided to get up. I knelt to pray and felt a calm wash over me and heard a whisper say, "Everything will be fine."
Within seconds Mom came in. Wild-eyed but relatively calm. She said, "I think Charlie had a stroke. They have her at the hospital (in Logan) and have decided to life flight her to the U. I don't think things are looking good..." She was on her way out the door, and requested that I go get my siblings from school. We would wait for further instruction, but she wanted us ready to head up.
Those few hours of not knowing anything wore heavily on my siblings. I remember trying to tell them the feelings I had experienced earlier but in crisis mode, it's hard to take other peoples premonitions too seriously.
Long story short, by an incredible miracle Charlie survived. The first night we saw her was heart-breaking almost as much as it was a relief. She went from being the leader of the pack to this helpless girl. She couldn't talk, eat, remember certain things, walk, etc. Was this our new life?
Today is the 5 year anniversary of the stroke. Not only has Charlie shown that she can't be held down, but God has proven His words. Things were okay that day, and things have continued to get better. The stroke taught me to be worthy of the whispering of the spirit, hold my family close, and remain positive.
Sure glad you made it through, Char. Things might not be the same as they were before, but the stroke brought a lot of positivity. I'd even go so far as to say life is better because of it.
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