This is my very first blog and I believe it will take me on a new journey.
He was created like all of us were; by the hands of
God, but how he entered our existence is only shared with a few. I got a phone
call that shook me to my core. It was the hospital’s representative calling to
tell me that my 15 year old daughter had been in a car accident. I knew it was
bad because she told me to be safe in getting there but do so as quickly as I
could. She would not tell me much and for a moment my heart stopped when she
did say, “she is headed for surgery as we speak.”
Six months earlier, I was very disappointed when my
daughter got up the nerve to tell me she had missed her cycle and thought she
was pregnant. It seemed like all my attempted teaching went down the drain. A family member suggested that she abort but I would not hear of it. I tried as hard as
I could to support her while not supporting the act that got her to where she
was and where I had been myself so many years before. I took her to her
appointments and asked her repeatedly if she was eating right and taking all
her pills. Days turned into months and this 14 year old baby of mine, at the time
this all began, was definitely going to have a baby of her own. I had to accept
what I wished had come later while praying for the best.
When my husband and I went to a birthday
celebration for an acquaintance of ours, we thought leaving and returning home
would be as it had always been. We were about to go home when my cell phone
rang. A million thoughts rushed through my mind but at no time would I allow myself
to think the very worst. The drive seemed like it was an eternity as my heart
filled my throat and my legs moved uncontrollably. I did all I could not to
yell at my husband who seemed to drive at a snail’s pace.
We got to the hospital to learn that my daughter was
a back seat passenger. The car she was in, drove in front of a SUV attempting
to beat it, caused the accident. She was pinned in between two other people as
she was in the middle. The impact broke her pelvic bone in several places and
shattered her hip causing her leg to totally be displaced from her body. The
baby was in danger because the force and the momentum of the impact pulled him
from the placenta and crushed his skull within.
Events in life can cause great distress and they can
also bring clarity to what’s most important as well. What I did not want six
months ago is now what I prayed for will happen. “Lord, please allow him to
live.”
Xavier Tashawn Hardy entered this world at 29 weeks
gestation fighting with everything in him to live.This is the first lesson my grandson taught me: What appears to be a burden, if given enough time, can turn into the very thing you wished you had throughout all eternity.
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