So today I went to church with Jessica where my brother in law preaches, I figured I'd have a bad time staying focused but the sermon was hitting the nail on how I'm feeling these days. I feel like God has forgotten me or that he's turned his back on me. I know that he hasn't but I begged him not to take her but he did anyway. I guess I'm just angry with God for taking my momma. I don't understand why he took her home when I still need her. I don't know how long I will be angry but I can't help it. I'm still a little girl who needs her momma there to hold her and tell her she loves her. I may want some independence but not this much. I want my momma so bad. I turn twenty one in four days and I may have a smile on my face but I'm crying on the inside. I found out that my dad was planning a surprise party for me and my nephew on Sunday. I am not supposed to know about it of course. The cat got out of the bag when aunt Pam tried to cover her mouth but I read her lips in the mirror. It was so funny I couldn't help but start laughing. Then after church my step sister told me it was at Dad's house at 2 on Sunday. I'm excited to see what happens and what I'm getting for my birthday.
Paralyzed from the neck down after an ATV rollover at 14, April Otwell is beating the odds the doctors gave her. She's a blogger, fantasy writer, college student, sugar glider guardian and spinal cord injury survivor. She's even writing her first fiction novel!