We all have dreams. But in order to make dreams into reality, it takes a lot of determination, dedication, self-discipline, and effort.
~Jesse Owens
~Jesse Owens
I still get choked up thinking of this special day…March 28th, 2014~my daughter’s Junior Prom.
Earlier in the day my son rushed my husband home from his rehab so that he could get see my daughter before she embarked on the biggest day of her Junior year. He wanted take a special father-daughter picture, and was determined to stand-up and hold her hand. He had already missed out on several milestones involving our children that were important to him due to his long stay in the hospital. He missed out on dropping off his son at college, and was unable to take our daughter-the one he spent hours teaching how to drive-to the DMV when she went to get her license. He missed homecoming dances, open houses, and special school events. But now it was his daughter's first prom. He had thought of this day for so long, and there was nothing that was going to get in his way.
When my son wheeled him through the door, after the long drive home from therapy, his baby girl was walking down the staircase looking stunningly beautiful like we had never seen her before. He was so happy he was able to make it home in time to see her, but there was also a sense of urgency to take the picture as quickly as possible as her date was on his way.
By the time Vaughn was ready for this special moment, his body had tightened up as is always the case after rehab. He was worn out, exhausted, and his muscles ached all over. As always, he squeezed every ounce of effort during his therapy session. He gave it his all with nothing to spare.
Yet through all the pain, and the weary muscles, my husband managed to stand up even though his body wanted to sit down. He struggled a bit like a baby deer standing for the first time. He gritted his teeth, let out a groan, locked his knees and stood up! My daughter cuddled up to him, helping him balance for a few seconds. Although his legs were starting to wobble, he smiled for the picture beaming with pride. As I snapped the picture I got-teary eyed because I knew how much he extended himself to make the moment happen. He did it for his daughter, but most especially he did it for himself.
Some of the biggest life-lessons that have been bestowed upon me are made possible by a man who never gives up, never stops trying, and never stops believing for the impossible to become possible.
Earlier in the day my son rushed my husband home from his rehab so that he could get see my daughter before she embarked on the biggest day of her Junior year. He wanted take a special father-daughter picture, and was determined to stand-up and hold her hand. He had already missed out on several milestones involving our children that were important to him due to his long stay in the hospital. He missed out on dropping off his son at college, and was unable to take our daughter-the one he spent hours teaching how to drive-to the DMV when she went to get her license. He missed homecoming dances, open houses, and special school events. But now it was his daughter's first prom. He had thought of this day for so long, and there was nothing that was going to get in his way.
When my son wheeled him through the door, after the long drive home from therapy, his baby girl was walking down the staircase looking stunningly beautiful like we had never seen her before. He was so happy he was able to make it home in time to see her, but there was also a sense of urgency to take the picture as quickly as possible as her date was on his way.
By the time Vaughn was ready for this special moment, his body had tightened up as is always the case after rehab. He was worn out, exhausted, and his muscles ached all over. As always, he squeezed every ounce of effort during his therapy session. He gave it his all with nothing to spare.
Yet through all the pain, and the weary muscles, my husband managed to stand up even though his body wanted to sit down. He struggled a bit like a baby deer standing for the first time. He gritted his teeth, let out a groan, locked his knees and stood up! My daughter cuddled up to him, helping him balance for a few seconds. Although his legs were starting to wobble, he smiled for the picture beaming with pride. As I snapped the picture I got-teary eyed because I knew how much he extended himself to make the moment happen. He did it for his daughter, but most especially he did it for himself.
Some of the biggest life-lessons that have been bestowed upon me are made possible by a man who never gives up, never stops trying, and never stops believing for the impossible to become possible.
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