tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-290271192011-07-07T22:09:01.046-06:00a little spot to talk about my garden, my husband and I and the struggles and good or funny or... even after nine years, that we go through since TBI came home to live with usEmahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16371743904179362551noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027119.post-60252723684930365852009-11-24T22:35:00.002-07:002009-11-24T22:39:40.555-07:00

Life can be a pretty dramatic story...I mean, look at mine!Ema

Emahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16371743904179362551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027119.post-77383862235634640502008-01-02T19:33:00.001-07:002008-01-02T19:35:49.055-07:00

Happy New Year! Thats all - just:: Happy New Year!

Emahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16371743904179362551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027119.post-63770278380743242752007-12-08T21:20:00.000-07:002007-12-09T03:40:31.133-07:00

The month of November has come and gone -- the celebrated day of Thanksgiving has come and gone and my good intent to post my giving of Thanks has almost, just almost made it's way out with the month of December.It won't though. I mean, it won't make it out with the month of December as my thanks on BLOGGER is right here::I have no recent photos of Raul and myself so I just stuck one of each of

Emahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16371743904179362551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027119.post-5807194986017008362007-09-11T22:37:00.000-06:002007-12-05T13:26:03.087-07:00

_uacct = "UA-1681436-1";urchinTracker();“Caregiver Unmasked”(a poem– Dedicated with love to Ema and *Rachel)Rachel is a friend whose husband also suffers a TBIHow I weep for you, heart of my heart,for you have been stolen away from meand I am left with only a husk that bearspassing resemblance to the one I married. With a terrible screech of tire and shatteringof clear glass,

Emahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16371743904179362551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027119.post-31112275857707606162007-08-31T11:58:00.000-06:002007-09-01T22:42:45.792-06:00

Girlfriend,You do sound exactly as I have/had been feeling for quite a while now. Feeling left out of life? out of His favor? like a forgotten child.I know that quoting scripture and verbally reminding you that God is there however silent he might be -- does very little to satisfy your soul.Could be the meno/peri-menopausal thing, could be female hormonal stuff, could be other physical problems

Emahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16371743904179362551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027119.post-31205970980483765202007-08-29T01:46:00.000-06:002007-08-29T11:16:23.318-06:00

will come at one time or another when experiencing the loss of a loved one. Whether the loss be that of a loss of life through death or the loss of a loved one through illness, injury or otherwise -- putting off entering into this darkness can only make it worse in the long run.After a good conversation with one of my sisters this past Sunday, we both realized that I had not yet mourned the loss

Emahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16371743904179362551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027119.post-89773200739632910682007-08-27T09:12:00.000-06:002007-08-27T09:12:58.189-06:00

written aug. 20, 2007 12:15pmNine years ago today, August 20, 1998, Raul suffered this TBI (traumatic brain injury)in Salmon, Idaho while transporting fire equipment to a Salmon, Idaho firecamp site. Nine Years! He was driving a beautiful white tractor and hauling an almost 40 foot trailer filled with supplies whose brakes failed and he ended up hitting another government truck -- utility truck-

Emahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16371743904179362551noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027119.post-34174936527507776072007-08-20T23:02:00.000-06:002007-08-22T20:11:27.756-06:00

About a month shy of our fourth wedding anniversary, my husband Raul was in a work-related motor vehicle accident in Salmon, Idaho.I arrived in Salmon later that evening with my good friend Gabby. Raul's employer, NIFC/BLM, had arranged for a room for us and we stayed at Solaas Bed and Breakfast in the next little town. Them having been able to find a room at all really was a miracle being that

Emahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16371743904179362551noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29027119.post-1149054746096607632006-05-30T23:50:00.001-06:002007-08-22T18:45:45.850-06:00

Gardening is peaceful and relaxing. The time I spend there has helped me escape worries yet gives me the feeling of getting back to something basic and important. Tending and keeping up with the garden has taught me how closely a garden of flowers or fruit resembles that of my garden or circle of friends and precious family. I have noticed that when I leave my garden

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