Alayna's Adventures

Isaiah has a newfound joy for story telling.  He asks John and I to tell him stories, and he also enjoys retelling stories that he hears and loves.  So we have told him the story of how mommy and daddy met, the story of when he was born and when his sister was born, and about the time that he drove mommy crazy when he was a colicky infant and wouldn’t stop crying in the backseat when mommy was stuck in rush hour traffic on Route 51.   That one was a nailbiter... ;) Just a few weeks ago, while he was taking a bath, he asked me to tell him a story, a new story.   And, well, I remembered a whale of a tale that he hadn't heard yet.   It just so happens that this story began eight years ago, one day late in August.    It’s a crazy story about a young woman who walked out in front of a minivan that was going at least 25 miles an hour.   She got hit, flew 35 feet in the air like a rag doll, landed in oncoming traffic, and survived t...

Friend, Happy Alayna is Alive Day!  Oh, thank you, and Happy Alayna is Alive Day to you too! Didn't know it was a holiday, did you??  Well, I am most pleased to inform you that today certainly is a holiday.  Perhaps not a national holiday, religious holiday, or even the most sacred of holidays - a Hallmark holiday, but it is a landmark of a day for me.  I began celebrating this special holiday on the one year anniversary of August 23, 2005.  Why the one year anniversary of that day?  Well, on August 23, 2005, I was walking across the street and was blindsided by a minivan.  Yes, it was just as painful and terrible as it sounds.  Needless to say, I was celebrating nothing on August 23, 2005, but one year later, I was joyfully celebrating the fact that I was alive.  Actually, for the whole first year following that day, I celebrated the 23th of every month as a sweet and happy day to remember that I had survived ...