A lot of things are going through my mind tonight as I sit here holding my Healing Hearts pillow in my lap. As I was searching through some things, trying to clean, I found these. These are Cardinals tickets. Not just any Cardinals tickets. These are from the game we went to the day before I was admitted to the hospital. I somehow knew it would happen. I remember the day very well. I was trying to calm down about our doctor's appointment the next day. I just knew there was something wrong. I knew things weren't getting any better, I spent the whole game poking him in my tummy because he was really sluggish the first half of the game. I think he felt my anxiety,
Point is, I think it's crazy that you can look at something and be taken back to another time. No matter if it was happy or sad... or a little of both. I didn't even realize that this was the day before we were admitted until tonight when I looked at the tickets, It seemed like the two events were weeks apart in my head... everything just went so quickly and everything changed so fast. I mean wow. Does anyone else feel this way sometimes?
Point is, I think it's crazy that you can look at something and be taken back to another time. No matter if it was happy or sad... or a little of both. I didn't even realize that this was the day before we were admitted until tonight when I looked at the tickets, It seemed like the two events were weeks apart in my head... everything just went so quickly and everything changed so fast. I mean wow. Does anyone else feel this way sometimes?