Are You A Survivor?

 

I just posted up my review of The Survivors Club by Ben 

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?

I'd love to hear your stories. Please link up to your Survivor  

Story only not the home page. Look forward to hearing from 

you!