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In December 2007, three and half months post-SCI, when I first pulled myself up at the parallel bars, he ducked underneath the bars and put his arms around my waist and told me that it was ok, he was holding me, and to put my arms around his neck and then he started to sway and hum the tune ‘Stand By Me’ exclaiming, "See Mom, we'll dance at my wedding next summer."
I cried, of course, but we did it. We danced at his wedding yesterday. In fact, I boogied on the dance floor all night long! I did wake up this morning JUST A LITTLE sore, however, (Yeeks, pass the Naproxen!) but I'm a strong believer in pushing oneself beyond one's limits as ‘the body responds to increased demand’. That's my recovery motto.
Anyway, it was a wonderful day and I just wanted to share my pride and joy. I've attached a photo of my son, his bride, my daughter & I on the grounds of the Four Seasons Golf and Country Club where they were married, and a second photo of my son & I dancing. (Sorry for the quality: amateur photography and lousy picture resizing program. I will get a CD of the professional photos when the newlyweds return from their honeymoon.)
One more photo because I'm a proud mother and I love to show off my beautiful children!
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