The Drive to Healing – September 24 and Beyond

Hey guys-yup it's me! This blog has turned into an exact replica of my journals from when I was young. A few days, and maybe weeks, I write daily, and then, life takes over and I forget that it even exists. I need to work on this, I know, but we are all human, right?

So, if you are new here or returning to see how the story continues. Without further ado!

After our chaotic start in Rapid City, we finally had a bit of direction—Cody’s next appointment was in Sioux Falls on September 24th. What we didn’t know then was that this would be the first of many drives. Weekly at first, then every other week, we made that familiar trip—just the two of us and a foot full of pins.

These weren’t small pins either. Cody had several large metal pins protruding from his foot, a constant reminder of how fragile things were. Each appointment was important. The doctors cleaned and checked the progress, making sure no infection set in. It was nerve-wracking every single time.

Strangely, this season brought us closer. We talked more. We prayed more. We relied on God and each other like never before. Those drives became little sanctuaries—our truck turning into our place to talk, worship, and bond. Sometimes we cried, sometimes we laughed, sometimes we just sat in silence. But we were together.

We found hope in Scripture during those times. Romans 12:12 became a quiet mantra for me: “Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer.” That verse met me where I was, again and again.

The financial side of things was no joke either. Hotel stays, gas, hospital bills, meals on the road—our budget was stretched thinner than ever. But every mile we drove, every dollar we spent—it was worth it. Because now, looking back from April, when I am sitting down to write this again, I can tell you this: Cody can walk. He can walk. That makes everything we went through worth it a hundred times over.

Don't worry, there is more!

See you soon

Chelsea