It was 1992, summer and a gorgeous day in Albuquerque New Mexico. Most days were beautiful here, I might add. I was heading to an indoor flea market of sorts at our church to sell Discovery Toys. I had just begun my business and was looking forward to getting educational items into the hands of children (one of my passions).
My table was already set up when I arrived, so a quick display of the items was my chore. I was ready when they opened the doors. It was fun and many people took my cards or asked to order items. A long and productive day. My husband and two daughters swung by on their way to a birthday party. I kissed both the girls (then 3 1/2 and almost 5 years old) before they set off to have a great time.
Hours later I was at the hospital in the PICU bouncing between both daughter's beds. There was an auto accident and it wasn't just a fender bender. Two days later, we were facing the doctors as they told us our older daughter was brain dead. A week later, I found myself at our second service honoring her life while caring for a child with a broken leg, concussion and severe burns on her belly. Needless to say, these were trying and hectic times. I wanted them both to be healed immediately with all my heart and soul. (The youngest, of course, healed eventually. She grew into an incredible young woman of whom I am very proud and blessed to know.)
In 1996, the marriage failed. This was a tragic moment, common in marriages when a child dies, even understandable, but terribly sad. This is the year I pretty much lost my mind. Lovingly called, usually only by me, my crazy year. Most people in my life at that time are polite and avoid mentioning the insanity of it all, but really, I was pretty nuts.
The next series of blogs will tell the story of my crazy year and beyond - how God was really in the midst of my downfall even when it didn't seem so at the time. I will also share how the name of Jesus healed me (even if you are one of my non believing friends, this is a great story. Stick with me...it will be worth it!).
(c) 2011 Daphne Keys
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