Sharing the story...of Hope
About two years ago, I decided that I wanted to write a book to share our story of Hope. While the media in our area has done a wonderful job in following Hope's story, I wanted the ability to share our thoughts, perspectives, and unique blessings we have found throughout this journey. Through the book as well as through the creation of this website. If you have a story to share, or have suggestions or recommendations for the site, I would love to hear them!
The book is about half completed and I am currently looking for an editor/publisher. If you have any resources in either of those areas, feel free to contact me at: B@BrendaLevos.com
Here is a sneak peek excerpt (unedited) from the book:
What happened next reverted to that slow motion portion of a movie, a dream. Things are moving quickly, yet you see everything in slow motion. You have a heightened sense of awareness, the doctors eyes, the nurses. What are they holding in their hands? The room in my recollection couldn’t possibly have been the one I was in, it seemed to be glowing, lit from within. I felt as though I was outside my body watching from a distance, and yet in my body too, in shock perhaps, highly medicated, likely. Why do they appear so hurried?
So I ask the question. “How soon do you think we are going to have to do this?” Expecting an answer of a month or so. He responds, “You are crashing, this needs to be done in 30 minutes or we could lose you!” His delivery left no question, without truly hearing the words, it was evident, the gravity of this situation. The words aren’t fully out of his mouth, and absolutely no semblance of reality has begun to set in even as one of the nurses approaches the bed, flips up my gown and starts preparing me for surgery. Is this really happening? What does he mean I am crashing? The gravity of that instant, the flood of emotion, and reasoning, the heightened awareness, is indescribable. All I can utter to Tom is to try to find our parents. And as those words leave my lips, nurses push my bed out of the room and into the operating room.
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