Sherwood on my other blog. I totally related to this book
from my own experience in Hawaii a while back. It's something
that I had tried to forget about, but now know that God had
me stay a little longer and maybe there is something bigger
in store for me here on earth.
Summer of 95' I was a 21 yo married mother of two. We
traveled to Hawaii for a 2 week summer vacation with
my ex-husband and older son, Ami and daughter, Tia to
try working on saving our marriage.
At the time we were separated and living in 2 states, the kids
and I in Utah and he worked & lived in Texas at American
Airlines/ American Eagle. He came down and suggested that
we go to Hawaii and try to work it out. So we went.
Things were good for the moment and the kids were enjoying
the visits to the beach and all. On the second week of our trip
we decided to take our last trip to the beach before we head
back to the mainland.
We were sitting at a distance from the sand on the grassy area
and enjoying his 1st cousin's plate of bbq that he cooked for
us. I decided to walk down to the sand and just watch the waves.
At the time they were posting up signs that big waves were
coming in or something. I was a good distance away from the
water so I thought I was safe. So I sat down to think about
my marriage and if I wanted to save it or not. I knew for sure
that I didn't love him anymore because of the physical beatings
and the mental abuse, I guess I really just wanted to get away
from work for two weeks to see what Hawaii was actually like.
So I figured what my answer is going to be and I get up to
head back to where everyone is sitting at on the grass. All
of a sudden, I see everyone jumping up, screaming and waving
their hands and running towards me. I feel like something is
right behind me and as I look back, I see a huge towering
wave right above me and the next thing I knew, I was in it.
I was fighting my way back to the shore but it took me back
so fast, I couldn't fight. Okay, it didn't help me that I didn't
know how to swim and all I was doing was doggy paddles.
I know..that sucked big time. I could see everyone from our
picnic area was on the shore and I thought, ok God, I'm
ready to go..so I stopped paddling and just let go.
Next thing I knew I washed up on the shore and my shirt
was missing so my ex threw a towel on me quickly. I asked
what happened and everyone just said that I'm lucky to be
alive. I sure was. I don't know what it was, just that God had
given me a second chance at life and that I had to do my best.
Now I look back and know that I've come a long way and
have learned from that experience. Are you a Survior as well?
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