Welcome to the first post in Sonny's official freestanding journal/blog. In the days ahead, every journal entry from his injury on September 4, 2008 until present will be imported here. Until then, here are a few inspiring thoughts...
Sonny was injured nearly four years ago on the evening of September 4, 2008...it has been a long journey for him to this point, but his sojourn is far from over. He has struggled, cried (we saw it!!), laughed, wrestled, and triumphed over so many obstacles. Yet, his climb toward his personal summit continues. "Rome wasn't built in a day", as the saying goes...and Sonny's recovery happens slowly, sometimes with fits and starts, but it continues relentlessly forward nonetheless.
So, at his point we invite you all to walk with us on Sonny's road...you will notice the repeated theme of Ancient Rome and the amazing story of how that city came to be. This road is sometimes not a pleasant one, but always a beautiful one. There are many who say that Rome was amazing...others say she fell short of what she could have been. The blood of thousands was spilled within the bricks of her building...her history is not a pristine one, but a story speckled with pain, failure, shining victory, blessed progress, and everything in between. Funny, people tend to be that same way. But the point is, Rome became what Rome was ABLE to become...built with the sweat and determination of a people committed to her forward progress.
WE are committed to forward progress, as Sonny leads with his own efforts. Some will say that Sonny "was amazing in his recovery", others will say "he could have been so much more". But as with Rome, Sonny will become all that he is able to...and it will take the sweat and determination of not only himself but also many others to see him get there. Each day on the journey teaches us about life, love, and the amazing ability of a human being who tenaciously holds on and continues to grow. Some say how blessed Sonny is to have his family and friends around him as support...I say that WE are the ones who are blessed to learn true courage and unwillingness to fold when the cards dealt are not the hand we would choose.
Special blessings go to my Mother Loretta and Daughter Samantha, who were here from the beginning when Sonny was first injured. I was not able to be here until almost two years later...I remember countless times that Mom called me and held her phone to Sonny's ear so I could talk to him...she said he smiled. Seeing one's own child recover from a potentially deadly injury is unfathomable. My Mother has a heart and determination that amaze me, and I only hope to have that strength somehow imparted to me. Samantha was also was a vital part of Sonny's early days, and I have no doubt that her love sustained him even when others weren't sure of his awareness. I'm sure he knew his Mama and his Niece were near and watching over him. To say "thank you" to these women, those closest to me on opposite sides of a generation, would seemingly trivialize their connection. "Thank you" will never be enough...but they know....they were there.
Thanks and love to my amazing big brother, aka my Superman. He leaps tall buildings every day and I am awed by his spirit.
Our mantra has become and will remain: "Never give up".
Every blessing...
Lorrie
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