From Brenna —
I’m just wanting to check in with everyone who supported us so amazingly the past two years! I wanted Elijah to write a bit but he takes his Biology final today. Think about that- May 8, 2015 ICU fighting for life to May 8, 2017 taking a Biology final – by God’s grace and mercy.
We remember today all that God has done through the prayers and actions of His saints. We remember Elijah as he was and celebrate who he is. In January 2017 it was particularly impressive for me to walk with Elijah to his first college class. As we walked past the LCCC theater where I waited for Elijah and Autumn the night of the accident and ultimately received the news, I felt a full mixture of emotions that I was not prepared for. I had been by that theater since the accident but not *with* Elijah. Here we were 20 months later and Elijah could walk by his own power on crushed feet with legs supported by titanium femurs to take Biology. Only God.
Since we left the hospital in Sept 2015, I have had the opportunity to visit with a few orthopedic surgeons and neurologists. They say that not only is fat embolism rare but that double femur fractures are rare and often not survivable. Recently, too, I have seen MRI pictures with far far far less damage than Elijah’s causing the patient much more trouble in real life than Elijah faces. These are all miracles.
Elijah’s belief is that he is a better person for having endured the past two years. He told me that he has learned to submit to God and to be patient. “I believe that God will heal me to exactly where He wants me to be.” and “I’m not afraid (of future health conditions that the Drs. predict) because I know that God is in control.”
Elijah has thoroughly enjoyed this semester and it has been a good step for him to begin creating a new life. One particular blessing has been meeting friends who didn’t know him before the accident. Why? They don’t have the comparison with the “old” Elijah and therefore accept him just as he is. He is ready to move past the accident and not be defined by it or his old self. He has told me. “Yes I did love speech and debate and making videos but that was a different life and I’m not going to sit around and grieve over it.” Is Elijah the same? No he isn’t. It is sometimes poignant to see him take so much more effort to find a word or formulate an argument. Do we miss the old Elijah? Yes we do. But at the same time how can we not stand in awe of who Elijah is and what God has done through him? We love this Elijah too.
Today is the two year anniversary of the day we changed our address to live in a hospital for 5 months. Last year on May 7, 2016 we had many kind people come to celebrate Elijah and Autumn in their recovery. A family who had their own brain injury story and a lawyer from Denver who followed the whole story, and the trauma surgeons who helped E and A just to name a few. In the past two years, we have had strangers and acquaintances become friends and friends become alienated – tragedy is it’s own kind of crucible of friendship. This is about one such stranger who reached out to help: (I only ever shared this on my own facebook page)
(written last year May 8, 2016) “We were leaving Cheyenne after the one year prayer celebration that some very kind friends arranged for Autumn and Elijah. Haley Anne told us about a post written by a good Samaritan, Alyson, who helped at the accident. May 8, 2016 I was driving I 25 south in the rain to take Autumn and her brothers home and it was overwhelmingly reminiscent of the year before. Elijah, who never cries, was a bit choked up when he read the prayer she prayed. Read her words for yourself here… ”