When Taydin was just 3 months old we put our home on Witmer Ave on the market with hopes to sell and move away to Arizona. We knew if it was the Lord's will our home would sell and we would be quickly on our way...
2 months later our home had sold and we were driving and flying our family out to Gilbert AZ where we made a residence there. As you can imagine we felt confident we were where we needed to be....
My confidence remained strong for quite some time amongst trials, issues, and whatever may have come our way upon arrival and establishement in Arizona.
Justin and I arrived on the very same day as he and his mom drove the cars and I flew Taydin to our new home.. wow was that ever a sad day for our families.. lots of tears were cried! We arrived on October 31st, 2009. Which ironically was Halloween. Our in-laws whom we had moved in with in Gilbert threw a Halloween party that night/welcoming party which really was super fun.
We slowly but surely began to establish ourselves in the area as Justin took at job at Canyon State working 3 1/2 days on and 3 1/2 off... tough job but it was paying the bills for the meantime. I was looking to start CNA school so I could begin a career in nursing and progress in to Nursing school. Within a month I was enrolled in Nursing Assistant School where I made a lot of great friends to welcome me to the area. After a month I was a full blown Nursing Assistant, lol, which felt great at the time. But I need to go back for a second so that my story make's sense...
In CNA school I had a test or two every single day along with 15 or so pages of homework each night.. a lot to learn in a 3 week course. Well I was headed in to my second week of school... that Monday I had a report, presentation, medical terminology quiz AND a test due. In these type of classes you also can't miss class time as you must make it up in order to recieve your certification and on to your license. (This was all due on Monday beginning my second week.)
The night before my second week of school I was laying Taydin down in his bed to go to sleep and I felt such a strong sense to pray for his protection... so as I laid him down I leaned over his bed and prayed for a good several minutes until I felt a peace. I went to sleep.
When I awoke early that next morning I went in to wake Taydin and found him extremely short of breath and struggling for air. Since Taydin had never had any type of respiratory issues I began to panic. My sister in-law gave me directions to the nearest hospital which I had no insurance for and I rushed him to the emergency room... along the way calling my professor to let her know I would not be making it to class this fine monday morning.
When we arrived to E.R. we discovered he was struggling from Croop so they quickly pumped him with steroids and did X-Rays of his chest to make sure there were no underlying issues.(At 5 months old Croop was nothing for us to mess around with). After 3-4 hours in ER he was good as new and on our way back home.
That day I spent with my little bucket of joy and of course it was like a child that came home sick from school but as soon as they get home some how they seem perfectly fine?!?! lol
I was dreading horribly how I had missed all of those tests, quizzes, class time, etc on that Monday so I was ready to start a new day on Tuesday and make up for loss time.
TUESDAY... DA DA DA Daaaaaaah
Tuesday morning arrived; I got Taydin up and in his carseat, kissed my husband goodbye and laid back down in bed....
My phone rings... Justin, "Uh Babe...." Me, "Ya?!" Justin, "Uh, we just got into a car accident, and it's pretty bad....." ME, "WHAT DO YOU MEAN?????? IS TAYDIN OKAY???? ARE YOU OKAY???? SURELY YOU'RE IN SHOCK AND EVEN IFYOU THINK YOU'RE BOTH OKAY YOU'RE PROBABLY NOT!!!" Justin, "Babe, We are fine, but the car I am pretty sure is totalled..." Me, " WHere are you?!?! I'm on my way!!!!" Almost as soon as I turned out to the main road I could see all the firetrucks, ambulances, police cars, etc.... My heart was racing so fast I could have ran 12 marathons all in one and still had energy left over. I pulled up to the scene and there my husbands car lay in the middle of the intersection and to describe it best the word I would use would be, "PIECES", the car was in pieces in the middle of the intersection. My baby was sitting in his car seat in the center median of this 4 lane road and lights were flashing everywhere. My husband approached me to reassure that they truly were okay.
They were T-Boned at the intersection of Ray and Santan at a speed of approx 50mph... The driver of the city truck that hit them went to the hospital on a stretcher... my husband and son whom were in a little 2000 Honda Civic walked away scratch free.... Now you tell me we don't serve a God who perfroms Miracles?!?! To Be Cont......
