Sunday, February 01, 2009

nie-nie dialogues

My sister forwarded me a blog address. A blog she's been reading. The blog of someone who is a member of a family who is somehow known to someone in her (my sister's) husband's family (did you get that?). I've read it a little bit, but it is hurting my heart. It's the blog of a mom. Last summer she and her husband were in a very serious airplane accident. She and her husband were covered in burns (she more than he) and in a coma for a month and a half. They had to leave their home in Arizona to return to Utah (from where the author originally came). Their children were divided among two aunts while their parents "slept" (as they call it).

I've been having some trouble getting a prescription filled. I think I need to wait to finish reading it until I can get that done. My emotions ... *sigh*

Anyway, it's an otherwise happy blog. She has such an amazing attitude. And her kids are adorable.


When I was 13, I watched the neighbor's house burn down. I saw my dad go into the house, the children's bedroom, through a window (keeping his feet outside so he did not lose his way). While thick, black smoke poured out past him, he went in and out of three different windows in the same room until he found a limp little girl. A 6-year-old. A girl I babysat. A girl to whom I had taught the alphabet in sign language. A girl I loved. She looked dead to me.

Just as Dad emerged carrying little Lauren, the firefighters arrived. They resuscitated her. They said if Dad hadn't found her when he did, she would have died.

But it was too late for her younger brother. Elliot. Only 10 days past his fourth birthday.

We went to his funeral. From time to time my friend and I (we had baby-sat together) would walk to the hospital, a few miles from my house, to visit Lauren. She had been badly burned. From time to time we would walk to Elliot's grave.

I guess seeing Nie-nie's jobst gloves in a picture triggered all of that.

Like I said, it's a lovely blog. But I think I need to wait until I can get my medication before reading further.


Nancy said...

It is an amazing blog. Thank you for sharing.

Snot Head said...

I can't believe you witnessed that...I'll have to check out that blog. Sometimes, even though it hurts, we have to remember things like that to really deal with them. I don't know what else to say. You are a very strong woman and have witnessed a lot of grief in your life. I'm proud that you are still trying to give back, and I'm proud to have met you on here. Keep your head up.

Anna said...

You know, I think that is one of the most poignant memories of your dad that I have. I wasn't there, but I remember reading the newspaper article about your dad and, my uncle dave is a REAL hero. It really inspired me when I was a kid.

Momma B said...

More self torture, huh!? After reading her blog, you can probably see why I did not wait to read the sad story that was emailed to me! Things are sad, but we find a component of them that we are compelled to continue on with, whether it be identifying with a character, or something more.

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