Dear Jian: You Make Me Better
I have been thinking about our recent trip to Baltimore and wanted to make sure that you knew how very proud I am of all of your hard work. Making the long trip up there was not easy in itself. You stayed so patient and calm during that 14 hour car ride. I was so proud of you for that.
I know that unfamiliar places make you kind of nervous. Staying at the Ronald McDonald House was new to all of us. I was so impressed by the way you settled in quickly and had fun and participated in the activities every night. You really made the best of the situation.
Meeting a new therapist is not easy either. I loved watching your personality come to life as you were introduced to the team of people who would be helping you. We went there so that you could be helped, but I think all of the other people in that therapy gym also had brighter days because you were there. Your smile lights up a room, Jian. I hope you realize that some day.
You are the hardest worker I know. Four hours of hard work every single day is exhausting. I really don’t know how you did it.
When you were on the walking machine one day, I could tell that your muscles had worked to the point of exhaustion. When the therapist asked if you needed a break, though, you insisted that you didn’t. I know you think it’s silly, but it is so hard for me to watch you have to work so hard. I choked back tears and forced a smile as I often do, because I knew the struggle would produce a good outcome. I wonder if this is just a tiny bit like God felt when Jesus cried out for Him on the cross?
You make me better, Jian. After we came home, you came to CrossFit with me. We were doing squats, and it was getting heavy. I didn’t particularly want to be doing the squats. Then you said something that changed my perspective, as you often do. You saw me doing them and quietly commented, “You’re so lucky.” I know you want your legs to be able to squat, too, sweet girl.
When we came home from lunch on Easter, I was tired. You kept calling me from the bathroom, and I wondered what could possibly be so urgent. I will never forget the 3 words you said when I walked in. Standing up and wearing your brace, trying to hide your satisfied smile, you simply said, “I can walk.” Then you proudly walked all over the house for the next couple of hours without your crutches!
You have definitely reached a tipping point, Jian. You are feeling comfortable up on your two legs. You are putting in hours each week doing your home program, and the work is paying off. I am so proud of you, I could just burst!
You make me better, Jian. I love the girl that you are. Keep being you. You make us all better.
Love you always no matter what,
Hebrews 12:11-13 No discipline seems pleasant at the time, but painful. Later on, however, it produces a harvest of righteousness and peace for those who have been trained by it. Therefore, strengthen your feeble arms and weak knees. Make level paths for your feet, so that the lame may not be disabled, but rather healed.