The final members of my support are those two crazy people that gave me life. My mother’s name is Rayna. My father’s name is Cary. They are amazing people who have taught me how to be me. The team they created while we were growing up has helped me and Will become the team we are.
My parents married on May 18, 1985. They were high school sweethearts. The day my dad asked my mom to marry him is a cute story. My dad and mom went to the movies; the Gremlins. My dad was so antsy they didn’t even finish the movie and had to leave. My dad asked my mom to marry him near the entrance to Steinaker state park. Of course she said yes.
My parents had been married for 4 years when my dad came home and decided they would start a family. They tried and tried. They were about to give up and then they became pregnant with me. Now I don’t mean to toot my own horn but according to my parents I was the best baby. I slept amazing and ate great…just don’t feed me elk or deer meat. It was my second Christmas and I was opening my presents by myself and my parents decided I needed a sibling. Then we got the amazingly awesome Nik Osiek.
November 5, 1993 will go down as the day we will never forget in my family. My dad was on his way to work when he was in a car accident. His tires couldn’t find traction on the treacherous black ice. He rolled his truck three time before coming to a stop. His lap belt held but not his shoulder. He was trying to get up when people and paramedics came to assist him. His back was broken in three places. My mom had taken Nik and me to our great grandmother’s house when she heard the news. My Uncle Vance (He really isn’t my uncle but he is a good person to have in family) drove with my mother to Grand Junction where my dad was. He didn’t have surgery for 25 days because his lungs were mush. The doctor’s gave my mother a 4% chance that he would make it through the night. My mom was extremely upset by this and went out for a walk.
Vance had gone to get them some food and saw my mother walking. He stopped to see what the news was and she told him what had happened. He immediately offered to give my dad one of his lungs because he only needed one. Told you he was awesome didn’t I. Wait until you meet his daughter.
My dad made it against those odds. My mom swears what made him survive was us; Nik, mom and I. He is an amazing man. He can pretty much do everything a regular walking person can do except walk and climb a latter. He is my biggest fan and my biggest inspiration.
My mom is an amazingly strong woman. She has been through so much in her life. She lost her father to cancer when she was only 20, my dad was injured and put into a wheelchair for life, and she helped Will and I through the loss of her grandson. She became the bread winner when my dad was injured. Without her guiding influence as a strong and self-sufficient woman I don’t know if I would be the woman I am today.
She had a great little fur buddy to get her through while me and Nik left the nest. Chloe Joe Osiek. She was a black Chinese pug that would melt your heart. My mom still carries some of her ashes around to this day.
“Some things just feel your heart without even trying”
My mom is who I strive to be everyday. Without her amazing example you would not be getting the woman whose words you are reading right now. She has given me such great goals to try and achieve.
Grandparents cry twice. They cry for their grandchildren that died. And they cry for the inconsolable grief their own child has to bear. ~Author Unknown.
My parent’s were there for us in more than just one way during the sadness of losing Baby Fynn. They were constant and undevoted to making us feel secure and love. I don’t know what we would have done without them.
Sailboats and Unicorns 