“Don’t go in there and tell him goodbye! No matter how bad he is, tell him you will see him again soon. He will give up before even trying if he hears you say goodbye. Tell him you will see him soon, Mom. Don’t tell him goodbye,” Russ pleads.

A devastating car accident leaves Ty Boyd in a coma and his life hanging by a thread. When doctors gather around to coax the family into accepting his inevitable demise, the Boyds instead rally into a force even death can’t reckon with. A living force that gained momentum as real-life angels joined their efforts to seek far more than mere survival for Ty. One is awestruck by the energy, stamina, and resiliency found through faith and prayer.

This true story focuses more on the faith journey of the Boyd family, as seen through the eyes of Ty’s mother, Janice. She recalls a time when she thought she might witness her son’s last breath and how loving, courageous people came to help them nurture Ty through rehabilitation, physical therapy, depression, and the other life-altering consequences of his acquired brain injury. This is truly a heartwarming gem among spiritual memoirs.

Finding and holding onto faith amid emotional trauma is harder than it sounds, but it’s precisely what the Boyd family set out to do. Janice’s narrative captures the sparkling personalities that saved Ty’s life and kept her family whole. She recounts, in simple yet mighty scenes of faith and love, a wave of blessing through one of life’s most destructive storms

This optimistic family autobiography will inspire, comfort, and encourage readers from all backgrounds who face life’s countless trials

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About The Author

First, as you will know, I am not even remotely connected to any medical field. I am, however, a regular mom. Up until the injury, my job was pretty cushy. Then suddenly, I had to test my mothering skills. Not just to pack a healthy lunch or help pick out required college courses. Of course, those are good parenting skills, don’t get me wrong. The test is when faced with placing your 24-year-old son into a nursing home on life support for the rest of his life when just a week before, he was healthy, surfing, working construction, and dating. You have two choices when you absolutely cannot believe what life has placed before you. Two choices only! One is to be so overwhelmed that you get a cardiovascular disease from the stress. Or, my favorite option, push for more recovery while maintaining a sense of judgment and reason. Since we couldn’t undo what had happened, we did as life intended and went for recovery. We learned along the way that love and laughter, and appreciation for a sense of humor were crucial points toward recovery for all of our sanity. We also learned to keep a cunning eye out every day for the smallest blessing sent our way.

Please do not take this the wrong way, and I know nothing is humorous about anyone obtaining life-altering injuries, no matter how mild or severe. I feel that all the energy spent on anguish and frustration is wasted and will not help anyone heal. In my opinion, it will only make this worse because your loved one is seriously injured, and you are on the verge of a nervous breakdown.

At this time, it is essential to savor your precious energy. Use it wisely. Be extra kind to yourself. Breathe deep, down past your navel, trust your instincts and be kind to others. Try not to blame the ones trying to help. It is not the medical staff’s fault. Yet they tend to be the targets of our frustrations. In my experience, the nurses gave more help and inside information because they felt our sincere appreciation for them. They genuinely went beyond the call of duty for our family, even without asking.
Possibly by sharing, our story will or can help even one person or family. Keep your sense of reason, sanity, and even a tiny taste of humor. No kidding, it’s that hard. So may you be as blessed as we were and still are, my friend. Everything is going to be okay.

 

“Give me a heart like thine, grant visions clear to me, and stronger arms to lift with fuller sympathy.”
A verse from a hymn, “A Morning Prayer,” copywritten 1938
by The Rodeheaver Co. Written by Virgil and Blanche Brock