Update: Stroke of Grace has become In Darkness Sing and has moved to JenniferSaake.com.

Thirty-nine-year-old Jennifer Saake (founder, Hannah's Prayer Ministries), experienced 6 strokes via vertebral dissection at a chiropractic office, including brain stem and cerebellum bleeds, in Oct. 2011. Jenni remained hospitalized for nearly 2 months and was not expected to live (near death experience) nor recover, but if she even survived, she was slated to live out her days in a nursing home or, best case, to maybe come home but wheelchair-bound and needing 24-hour care. At 5 years, 7 months God showed how He was writing her story from the beginning.

Jenni is currently writing more books and stays active on both Facebook and Pinterest. Stroke of Grace became In Darkness Sing in early 2018 and has moved, along with all five of Jennifer's active blogs, to one location at JenniferSaake.com.

Since Jenni's chiropractor carried no insurance and moved out of the country soon after the accident (thus avoiding any legal or financial consequences), if you would like to help contribute to the Saake (pronounced like the two small words, say and key) family's massive financial needs (medical expenses alone are estimated to cost between $1- and $1.5- Million in Jenni's lifetime), please visit Jennifer Saake's Stroke Survivor GoFundMe Page. (This support information has been added in direct response to several reader requests.) The Saakes sincerely thank you for your prayers and if God prompts and equips you to send any monetary assistance as well, this is a significant added blessing.

Thursday, June 2, 2016

Five Summers Ago...

This morning I've been hit with several unexpected memories of life 5 summers back, our last "normal" summer.

The first memory hit so fast, so sudden, so unexpected. Grief likes to blindside.

My new business card - front

I was cleaning out email this morning and hit a patch of June 2015 that never got tossed after they were read. There was a sale email from Old Navy last summer, advertising their $1 flip-flop sale. I felt physically punched in the gut, tears stung my eyes. Why???

back of card

Instantly I was back in the summer of 2011, driving our daughter to the mall before they closed that last Saturday evening of this sale, picking up the next few sizes of summer sandals for each child.

I never even terribly liked to drive. I don't often even miss it much. But I do miss the spontaneity, the freedom, the care-free whim-following ability of taking my daughter's hand, kissing my husband, and knowing that 25-minutes truly is sufficient to accomplish my sudden goal. No planning, coordinating, favor-asking, required!

Summer 2016, happy new memory. My beautiful girl got to achieve a life-long dream of horse-back riding! :D

Do I even mention the flip-flop thing? These are so not a shoe option for me anymore. Unless a shoe holds on to my foot, my foot can no longer hold onto a shoe.

That took a little trial and error to figure out and find happy solutions, but really isn't much a factor for grief anymore. It is what it is.

Most flip-flop like option I can get away with. Still not terribly comfortable nor secure, but at least I don't kick them across the room with each step!

There have been a few other June 2011 memories that caught me off guard today too, but I'll close with a good reminder Facebook gave me of this date, five years back:
"God's peace doesn't have to make sense - it passes all understanding. So no matter what you're facing today, no matter if circumstances are tough, no matter if life doesn't make sense, may you have a sense of God's beyond-all-understanding peace."
- from my friend Marlo Schalesky


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