Sunday, June 24, 2007

Our Heroes

To say that today has been an emotional day, well is putting it lightly! I have been thankful all day long that I am able to have my husband around to talk to...

We are positive that the firefighters in our local town, saved Derrick's life. If they wouldn't have gotten to our house in 7 minutes, Derrick might not be alive today. Time is not on your side when you are having a stroke. Many more minutes and Derrick would have lost his life in our house. Thankfully the firefighters were there, and got him out and into the ambulance rather quickly, then made the crucial decision to life flight him to the #1 trauma hospital in the Pacific North West. So to share our gratitude we made a cake for the firefighters and brought it to them to say thank you for saving Derrick's life!

After a big debate on what to write on the cake, we ended up saying "Thank you" and "Our Heros" Yes I am aware heroes is spelled with an e when you pluralize it! I know that now, but we debated when writing it, and got it wrong.... oops.

The firefighters, seemed very happy that we came by to say thank you. I almost burst into tears just saying thank you... but I refrained.

Go hug your loved one's today....

Thursday, June 21, 2007

1 year ago.....

June 21, 2007

It will be a year on Sunday. The day I died. A lot of things died that day in me. Security no longer resides in my mind. Are we ever really secure? The life we build for ourselves, safe, predictable, planned, and well thought through. Well all of that went out the window on that day. My life will never be the same. When I woke up in the ICU with tubes and wires all over me not feeling any thing on my left side of my body, for just a nanosecond I was disappointed that I was still here. Not really the Christian response but it’s the truth. As the reality of the effects from a major stroke set in, I new I was in for the fight of my life. I had just used up all of my fight in the fight to save my daughters life, when she was born with two tumor’s in her airway. This was when I realized, I’m screwed. This is it. I am now paralyzed and will not walk again or play with my kids again. Way overwhelming. At that moment I was not just paralyzed on my left side of my body, but now my mind was paralyzed, the only tool that I have to fight this new reality with. For two weeks I went through the routine of waking up being showered and cleaned by complete strangers. I was not even able to dress myself or use the restroom alone. I had no hope. Not even a glimmer. I had sunk down into this dark place where I was just alive without life. Many of us live in this place on an every day basis. It is called depression. As far as we can see there is no hope. The key is “as far as we can see”. I could not see Gods plan nor did I care to. I had become so angry and destraught that I threw everyone out of that hospital room and chose to have an “I’m pissed off party” for myself. About five hours into this party of mine. I made a choice. We have these every day, but this one would prove to be the most important choice of my life. I chose to fight. Fight with all that I had left in me. It wasn’t much but I gave it all that I had. OK God, This is it. Regardless of this outcome I love you and will serve you in whatever way I can. The choice was made my mind was made up. Let’s do this thing. I had the best sleep I had have since there at the hospital. I have had many people praying for me since day one. But that day was different. My mind was in a different place. I didn’t care one way or the other. I accepted my fate as handicap father, husband, and friend. As two gentlemen and my wife came into my room the mooring of July 7, 2007, and began to pray for me, I felt an indescribable heat and electricity shoot through my body. Could this really be happening? Is what is happening, be what I think is happening. Yes, it is. I fell to sleep after they were through praying. When I woke up I sat up in my bed by pushing with my left foot. WOW! What a feeling that was. So there I was sitting on my bed completely healed. Thank you Jesus! I did not win that fight alone. You see when I made that decision to get into the fight I wasn’t thinking that I would have a complete healing because face it, that doesn’t happen. Being a chaplain I see it over and over again. After a life changing illnesses you just learn to live with it. So when I chose to fight in my mind all I was saying to myself is ok there’s hope. Hope that in maybe a year or two I can walk with a cane or something like that. You see when we bring God into our circumstance’s his plan is always more than we can see at that time. What I am trying to say is GET UP AND FIGHT. I had no fight in me but God new that so he sent people to me to fight with me. We will always face battles in life. That just the way it is. In less we chose to fight we can’t win a battle. I have not always won but this fight I am winning because I refuse to quit. It has been a tough long battle that I am still fighting but I am not alone. Neither are you. In closing I would like to encourage you to look past your current problem or circumstance to the hope we have, which is we are not alone. Battles aren’t won by only one person they are won by armys.

Still fighting, Derrick Young

Tuesday, June 19, 2007

Tokyo Cowboy

This is a picture of Derrick and his cousin Clinton "Tokyo Cowboy".

Derrick's cousin was in town from Tokyo, Japan. He has lived there for over 30 years, and is an actor there. He does many commercials and dramas on tv. We got to talk to his cousin Clinton for quite a while tonight, and wow he has led quite a life in Japan. Obviously the culture is much different than the US, and well he is a 6'2" white man living in downtown Tokyo ~ he's bound to stand out!

This is Derrick and his cousin Curtis he is aprofessional student and has attended the University of Washington for decades. (Yes he has many degrees and PHD's!)

It was a treat to see many people on Derricks dad's side of the family.

I had to throw a picture of Josie in, too cute she had icecream all over her!

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Happy Father's Day ~ Derrick

A friend of mine when I was little, had a picture that she drew when she was very young in her bathroom. Her parents had framed it, I always thought that was so special and neat. So this year for Father's day I framed two pieces of "artwork" from John and Josie along with their photos from the past month, and put it in a frame.

Happy Father's Day Derrick. Your the best!!

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Valley Days

A town near us had their yearly celebration. Our kids John and Josie enjoy the library time at the local libraries so they got to walk in the local parade. Detrix, well he got talked into walking too!

This pic is at the end of the parade ~ we were soaking wet!

John and Josie both dressed as clowns, we did great except for all the rain. Josie had a wonderful time handing out bubble gum to all the kids on the side of the parade route. She took her job very seriously, and was so cute has she bent down to get the bubble gum out of her pocket. The reason they handed out bubble gum, is the librarian always sings the "sticky sticky bubble gum" song at library time.

Monday, June 11, 2007

The finale... that wasn't

Well for two years we have been waiting for the finale of the Sopranos. Yes we watch it, and loved it! The finale for me though, was not what I thought it would be, but the show never was ~ what I thought ~ would happen. (Hopefully that makes sense) So in a way it was fitting. I was a little bummed there wasn't a bigger blood bath and killing of everyone off the show.... come on it's a mafia drama that is what you expect. But I guess no ending would really be fitting would it? for any of you that have followed it you have come to love, Tony, Paulie, AJ and the others.... the Sopranos will live on....

Friday, June 01, 2007

Phone pics

I decided to take some of the pictures off of my phone.. so here they are!

Here is John and Sherman playing in the driveway. We are watching Sherman this week.

This is a pic from last year, but too cute! Look at that belly!

Josie one day just came walking up the stairs like this, boxing gloves and all... our little brut.

This is John riding Boomer... a 205 pound mastiff. Oh he loved Boomer... we miss you Boomer.