We got off the plane and walked into the Nashville Internation Airport. We got our luggage and our rental car. I had no idea where we would be staying, my mom had kept it a secret from me. My mom interrupted my thoughts, "Sara, we're going to be staying at the same hotel as a lot of your favorite bands this week. Even though a lot of them live in Franklin it's easier for them to stay in Nashville this week." "Really mom?!?" "Yes Sara. You are going to have a lot of fun this week, I promise. I also have a few surprises up my sleeve for you this week." "Oh my gosh, thanks mom," I felt excited and extremely happy for the first time since the accident.
My mom pulled into the hotel parking lot, I looked at the sign and exclaimed, "mom, does that say Gaylord Opryland Hotel?!" "Yes honey, it does, we're staying here for the week and a half." "Oh my gosh mom, this is huge for me. Thank you, I think this is exactally what I need." "You're welcome Sara. I'm so happy to see you so happy." "I'm happy to actually feel happy again mom." "I've missed that smile Sara." We got out of the car, got our luggage from the trunk and walked into the hotel. As my mom checked us in, I checked out the amazing lobby. I saw the guys from Leeland, Revieve, Third Day, Newsboys, and Stellar Kart and that was just in the lobby. My mom and I each got a key and we went to our room. I wasn't hungry so while my mom was eating I went into the lobby to sit and read "SHE" by Rebecca St. James and Lynda Hunter Bjorklund. I sat on the closest couch and started to read it.
This guy came over and sat down next to me. I looked up to see that he was really cute, had amazing brown eyes that reminded me too much of Karly's, short, brown, curly hair, and the most handsome smile I had ever seen. I was so lost in his face that it surprised me when I heard his voice. "Hi, I'm Joel. What's your name?," he asked in Australian accent. "Sara, it's nice to meet you Joel." "Yeah, same here Sara. So what are you here for?" "GMA week, vacation with my mom." "Oh cool, me too. So what are you reading?" I put the bookmark that had my favorite Cullen, Emmett, on it in its place and showed him the book. I said "SHE by Rebecca St. James and Lynda Hunter Bjorklund." "Oh cool, I've reaqd all of Rebecca's books, she's my sister."
I realized that is wher I had seen him before. He had sung backup for her since 1999. He asked me, "do you have any siblings?" I froze, I felt I didn't know him enough to tell him about Karly, so I lied, "no, I'm an only child. I know you have four brothers and two sisters, thanks to his book...and the others I've read." He chuckled and replied, "yeah, I remember to reprint of the first devotional had wacky pictures of us in it." "Yeah but it was still pretty cool to have them in there." "So, what showcases are you going to this week?" "I really don't know, my mom only told me we were going to the Doves, and staying here." "Oh well my brother Luke and I are playing one. I can get you into that one if you want." I said, "sure, that sounds like fun," with a smile on my face. I looked at my cell for the time and knew my mom would start to get worried about me. I said "I should really get back to my room, my mom will start to freak out if I'm gone too long." "Oh well how about we trade numbers so we can meet up through out the week?" "Sure" I said as I gave him my cell and he gave me his, so we could put our numbers in each others' phones.
Joel then offered to walk me to my room and I said sure. For one of the first times since the accident I felt truly happy. We walked to my room in silence, I didn't really know what to say to him. I noticed that on the way he was checking me out a couple times. He shook my hand we we made it to the room, I didn't want a handshake though, I wanted a hug, but I didn't want to scare him off so I took what I could get. I walked into the room all happy. My mom noticed and asked "what happened to make you this happy?" I just replied, "nothing," and went to bed, to sleep and dreamt of him.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
Chapter 1
"Let's pack up and move to California, She's got lots of friends out there, We'll never get bored cause we can go boardin', Let's let the sunshine take us there". I was driving with my little sister Karly to go see the band Hawk Nelson. We were singing at the top of our lungs to their Letters to the President cd. It all happened so fast. The other driver was speeding and swirving through traffic going the other way.
The car slammed into the driver's side front tire and pushed us into the gaurd rail there. I had been screaming and then blacked out. When I came to I was surronded by fire trucks, ambulences, and squad cars. I looked for Karly, who was nowhere to be found. I tried to scream her name, but it got stuck in my throat. I has sharp pains in my left leg and arm and my head hurt like nothing I've ever felt before. They had to use the jaws of life to get me out.
They put a neck brace on me and put a back board behind me before removing me from the car. I asked the paramedic, "where's Karly? Where's my little sister?!". He didn't answer me. I asked again, "where's Karly? Where is my little sister?". It looked like I wasn't going to get an answer from him. It was getting hard to breathe, the air wasn't coming into my body at all. They put me into the ambulence and put an oxygen mask on my face. My body felt so weird, like my head was disconnected from my body. My leg and arm hurt so much more than I could handle, but those pains were slowly fading.
***three days later***
I felt so sore, like I had been sleeping for a long time and hadn't moved once during that time. I opened my eyes to a bright light overhead. I realized immeadiately that I was in a hospital, I had no clue what happened or how long I had been there. All I knew was that my arm and leg were in casts and my right side ribs hurt beyond words. I turned my head just a little, even though it hurt so much to do that and saw my mom sitting in the chair next to my bed. I started crying and said "mom, are you awake?" She turned her head towards me and started to cry. She said "Sara, I'm so happy your awake." "How long have I been sleeping?" I asked her as I gave her a
hug to comfort her. "You had a lot of injuries on the left side of your body, they had to keep you sedated for three days honey." "Three days? Where's Karly mom?" "Yes three days..." she stalled on answering my second question. I asked again "where's Karly mom?", staring her down to have her tell me.
She finally decided to answer me. "Sara, when the other car hit you Karly was thrown fifty feet from the car. She has a lot of injuries and they worked on her for a long tme. Honey, Karly died on the operating table." I just sat there in my hospital bed, shocked that my 14 year old sister was dead, because I was taking her to see a band that we both loved. I just started crying, and I couldn't stop even if I wanted to. I spent the next 2 weeks in that hospital bed and trying to get used to the casts on my arm and leg. I had broken my arm through both bones and my ankle and leg in a few places. My parents were able to take me home, even with me being so depressed from everything that had happened.
Over the next three months I went into a severe depression. I didn't want to do anything ever with anyone. My parents saw the depression worsening and brought it up with the doctor at one of my many appointments for my arm and leg. He referred me to a therapist and put me on some anti depressants. I talked to the therapist and took my pills, but I was still very depressed. My mom asked me one day, "Sara, how would you like to take a vacation to Nashville with me?" "Uh, sure mom, sounds like tons of fun," I said semi-sarcastically. She knew that was my sarcastic side and said, "I'm serious Sara, I got us thickest to go in to weeks and go to the Gospel
Music Association Awards, or I guess you called them The Dove Awards." "Oh wow mom, that actually does sound like fun," for the first time in three months I actually sounded excited. We left to weeks later, with the okay from the doctor to miss my appointments, for Nashville.
The car slammed into the driver's side front tire and pushed us into the gaurd rail there. I had been screaming and then blacked out. When I came to I was surronded by fire trucks, ambulences, and squad cars. I looked for Karly, who was nowhere to be found. I tried to scream her name, but it got stuck in my throat. I has sharp pains in my left leg and arm and my head hurt like nothing I've ever felt before. They had to use the jaws of life to get me out.
They put a neck brace on me and put a back board behind me before removing me from the car. I asked the paramedic, "where's Karly? Where's my little sister?!". He didn't answer me. I asked again, "where's Karly? Where is my little sister?". It looked like I wasn't going to get an answer from him. It was getting hard to breathe, the air wasn't coming into my body at all. They put me into the ambulence and put an oxygen mask on my face. My body felt so weird, like my head was disconnected from my body. My leg and arm hurt so much more than I could handle, but those pains were slowly fading.
***three days later***
I felt so sore, like I had been sleeping for a long time and hadn't moved once during that time. I opened my eyes to a bright light overhead. I realized immeadiately that I was in a hospital, I had no clue what happened or how long I had been there. All I knew was that my arm and leg were in casts and my right side ribs hurt beyond words. I turned my head just a little, even though it hurt so much to do that and saw my mom sitting in the chair next to my bed. I started crying and said "mom, are you awake?" She turned her head towards me and started to cry. She said "Sara, I'm so happy your awake." "How long have I been sleeping?" I asked her as I gave her a
hug to comfort her. "You had a lot of injuries on the left side of your body, they had to keep you sedated for three days honey." "Three days? Where's Karly mom?" "Yes three days..." she stalled on answering my second question. I asked again "where's Karly mom?", staring her down to have her tell me.
She finally decided to answer me. "Sara, when the other car hit you Karly was thrown fifty feet from the car. She has a lot of injuries and they worked on her for a long tme. Honey, Karly died on the operating table." I just sat there in my hospital bed, shocked that my 14 year old sister was dead, because I was taking her to see a band that we both loved. I just started crying, and I couldn't stop even if I wanted to. I spent the next 2 weeks in that hospital bed and trying to get used to the casts on my arm and leg. I had broken my arm through both bones and my ankle and leg in a few places. My parents were able to take me home, even with me being so depressed from everything that had happened.
Over the next three months I went into a severe depression. I didn't want to do anything ever with anyone. My parents saw the depression worsening and brought it up with the doctor at one of my many appointments for my arm and leg. He referred me to a therapist and put me on some anti depressants. I talked to the therapist and took my pills, but I was still very depressed. My mom asked me one day, "Sara, how would you like to take a vacation to Nashville with me?" "Uh, sure mom, sounds like tons of fun," I said semi-sarcastically. She knew that was my sarcastic side and said, "I'm serious Sara, I got us thickest to go in to weeks and go to the Gospel
Music Association Awards, or I guess you called them The Dove Awards." "Oh wow mom, that actually does sound like fun," for the first time in three months I actually sounded excited. We left to weeks later, with the okay from the doctor to miss my appointments, for Nashville.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
The start
so I AM DOING THIS FOR A COUPLE FRIENDS TO READ MY story.
(hawk Nelson song 'California' lyrics). I was driving with my little sister Karly to go see the band Hawk Nelson. We were singing at the top of our lungs to their Letters to the President cd. It all happened so fast. The other driver was speeding and swirving through traffic going the other way.
The car slammed into the driver's side front tire and pushed us into the gaurd rail there. I had been screaming and then blacked out. When I came to I was surronded by fire trucks, ambulences, and squad cars. I looked for Karly, who was nowhere to be found. I tried to scream her name, but it got stuck in my throat. I has sharp pains in my right leg and arm and my head hurt like nothing I've ever felt before. They had to use the jaws of life to get me out.
They put a neck brace on me and put a back board behind me before removing me from the car. I asked the paramedic, "where's Karly? Where's my little sister?!". He didn't answer me. I asked again, "where's Karly? Where is my little sister?". It looked like I wasn't going to get an answer from him. It was getting hard to breathe, the air wasn't coming into my body at all. They put me into the ambulence and put an oxygen mask on my face. My body felt so weird, like my head was disconnected from my body. My leg and arm hurt so much more than I could handle, but those pains were slowly fading.
***three days later***
I felt so sore, like I had been sleeping for a long time and hadn't moved once during that time. I opened my eyes to a bright light overhead. (I will add more tomorrow on actual computer).
(hawk Nelson song 'California' lyrics). I was driving with my little sister Karly to go see the band Hawk Nelson. We were singing at the top of our lungs to their Letters to the President cd. It all happened so fast. The other driver was speeding and swirving through traffic going the other way.
The car slammed into the driver's side front tire and pushed us into the gaurd rail there. I had been screaming and then blacked out. When I came to I was surronded by fire trucks, ambulences, and squad cars. I looked for Karly, who was nowhere to be found. I tried to scream her name, but it got stuck in my throat. I has sharp pains in my right leg and arm and my head hurt like nothing I've ever felt before. They had to use the jaws of life to get me out.
They put a neck brace on me and put a back board behind me before removing me from the car. I asked the paramedic, "where's Karly? Where's my little sister?!". He didn't answer me. I asked again, "where's Karly? Where is my little sister?". It looked like I wasn't going to get an answer from him. It was getting hard to breathe, the air wasn't coming into my body at all. They put me into the ambulence and put an oxygen mask on my face. My body felt so weird, like my head was disconnected from my body. My leg and arm hurt so much more than I could handle, but those pains were slowly fading.
***three days later***
I felt so sore, like I had been sleeping for a long time and hadn't moved once during that time. I opened my eyes to a bright light overhead. (I will add more tomorrow on actual computer).
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