I wanted to share a little highlight of my day today. Struggling with simple tasks, walking, remember, eating, pain management. This photo was taken the weekend before my accident by @or_live. James has been my rock, he’s jumped into being Mom, Dad, Dr.James, a councilor, maid, helping me walk, go to the bathroom, get up out of bed, survive. Not to mention everything he’s done for Kylie, taking care of her full time now. I have to thank him for everything. Looking out for me, letting me cry, be angry. I am angry, frustrated most of the time, sad, afraid, thankful, happy, amazed. I am an emotional roller coaster every few min you don’t know who I’ll be. My whole family has been a big help, the amount of people that have reached out to me has been amazing. Thank you. Thank you everyone. To my sisters and my parents, friends and family. People who have cried with me. I need that. I feel so alone at times. Like no one understands. And I don’t even understand. The accident replays over and over in my mind. What I was awake for anyways. What could have happened, what did happen. How it happened. How did it happen? How could I have let that happen? Please, if you contact me, understand I am healing. I can not write well, I can not read well, and I can not remember hardly anything short term. Please please give me time.
Thank you so much @or_live for this little highlight of my day. I love this photo and needed it so badly. ❤️ how incredibly talented you are behind the camera. It always blows my mind. #girlswithguns#photography#loveofmylife#myrock
It is a privilege to watch you build motorcycles, and jail cells. There is nothing in this world that I am more proud of than you. Keep using words and phrases incorrectly, keep building cages for mice, keep putting together “rock balls” with your magnetic blocks. Keep smiling. Keep imagining. Keep growing, but not too fast. I love you.