A Faithful Father

My daughter Kari and I had gone through the intersection and under the trailer of a semi that dragged us one hundred and sixty-five yards before throwing us out on the other side. The car was so flat that the first people on the scene didn't check for survivors. My cousin, Bob, came and checked. We were both alive. Kari had several cuts on her head and Bob's wife took her out of the car. I knew my neck was broken and my breathing labored. Bob asked me what he could do and I told him to pray. He cradled my head in his hands and prayed with me for the forty-five minutes it took the paramedics to cut the car away from us. Earl, my husband, was at a theater watching "Home Alone." The staff turned the movie off and the lights on and Earl said he knew they wanted him. After hearing about the accident and that one of us was seriously injured, he drove to the hospital. As he passed the accident site God told him that I was hurt and that he would see me and talk to me before I died. He prayed that he could accept God's will but he couldn't. He prayed, "God, I'll take her any way You choose to give her to me as long as she's Berta. In his heart, God told him, "Remember your promise." That was when Earl knew about my paralysis.I'm drowning in my life story! I want to tell about my life after spinal cord injury, but so much of my past influenced my recovery.