This memorial day weekend was one to remember, aside from a long 3 1/2 day weekend, being able to relax, eat good food and spend time with many friends. I experienced something that I thought I would never experience again in this life due to my illness. It was a miracle of sorts. A huge moment for Jeremey and I, that almost seemed to slip right through the cracks without us noticing ...
After almost 6 years straight of chronic illness (that for many years kept me bed ridden, and in a wheel chair) without even thinking we got in the car and drove to the San Diego zoo with some friends of ours ... I got out of the car grabbed the stroller and spent the next 5 hours walking around the zoo, care free, dizzy free, and WHEELCHAIR free. Not to mention a good amount of that time I was chasing or carrying a 20 pound baby. I only sat down once when we grabbed a snack to eat. This was a miracle, a miracle that crept up without us noticing. Little by little in the last year, my body has allowed me to add longer and longer spurts to the amount of time that I am up walking or being active before having to rest. So much so, that it wasn't till we got to the zoo that day, when I realized, OMG, can I do this??? Just 8 months ago, when we took Tatum to Disneyland, I was in my wheelchair the WHOLE time. Praise the Lord for how far He has brought me. Not to say that there won't be times when I will have to be in that chair again, on my really sick days. But just the sheer fact that I went the whole day, without thinking twice is a miracle. The Lord has brought me leaps and bounds from where I use to be! It was Tatum's first time to the zoo, and a great day to remember. Continue to pray for my health though. I still have very hard days mixed in with the good!
It was a fun filled day with the Brays, and their sweet little son Noah. Thank you guys for inviting us on a whim, thus not allowing me to think too long as to whether or not I could actually do it ;)
PS: The day before I also spent walking around in downtown Temecula, old town, just not for as many hours. We explored the antique shops, and listened to the street singers. Again, without any notice to my vertigo. We snapped some pictures of Tatum who just turned 17 months old! What a blessing.