I don’t consider myself a religious person. Nor am I a cynic. I truly believe there’s something bigger than all of us.
Yesterday was a particularly rough day for Taylor. At the end of the day, after everyone had gone to sleep-I just lost it. I’m scared. I’m exhausted. I want to fix her but I can’t. Most days I keep it together. Yesterday was not one of those days.
This morning I had a conversation with one of my closest, dearest friends. She told me that she knows my stance on religion, and that she was always the same as me, but as time progresses, she has opened her heart and mind more and more. She said that she’s been praying for Taylor. We’re due for a miracle, she says. I confided in her that what she was saying wasn’t unlike my solo conversation last night.
Now, if you recall-we have been trying to get Taylor a service dog. It’s quite the process. We have been turned down, put on waitlists, etc. Today at work I get a call from a random number. It’s busy, I don’t know the number, so I don’t answer. When I got a chance to check my voicemail, it was from the 4 Paws for Ability organization. They were calling to let me know that they are moving forward with our application. It’s a long process, one that will eventually lead to some fund raising. We will keep everyone updated as we go through the process. #epilepsywarrior #fightlikeakid #toughestgirliknow #powerofpositivity #epilepsy #epilepsyawareness