Broken Beginnings: Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fourteen:

I lay awake for awhile thinking about Nadia, longing to be able to talk to her the way we had before but now there was so much she didn’t understand, there was so much she wanted to say but couldn’t, so I lay awake, talking to the Lord at times, and at times I stared at the shadows from the large tree out my window, the old tire swing blowing back and forth with the breeze. Nadia and I had spent so many hours on that swing.

I finally willed myself to sleep, thankful that I did not have classes the next morning, and I did not have physical therapy until later in the afternoon so I didn’t have to worry about getting up to early, which was a good thing. I had some homework to do but I had a good grasp on it and would have no trouble completing it, what I was having trouble with getting to sleep and excepting just how much Nadia had changed, and how much I had changed too.

Lord I am not sure that I will be able to accept this, I mean what’s happened to Nadia. I have lost the ability to walk, but for Nadia it seems she has lost a piece of herself in a way we both have but Lord I have to hold on to the hope that she’ll come back to us, and sometimes I think I see little flickers of who she was before the brain injury. I know you have the power to bring her back to us.