A message from Courtney
Hi Lisa. I wrote a little something for the blog if you wouldn't mind posting it. My name is Courtney, but Tina calls me Cootney. Thanks! Hope all is well with you, I loved the note that you posted from Tina recently, it was very sweet.
I met Tina when I was 18 years old and started working at Ralphs. We progressively got closer as I started working in the bakery with her at store #73. She became one of my "cool", older (not old, just older) friends who let me hang out in her apartment since I still lived with Mom and Dad. Tina cooked for me, we gossipped a lot, we caused a good amount of trouble, made idiots of ourselves, grew to know each other's families and other friends, and she took care of me at times when I was down or just needed some girl advice.
I wanted to write this message not only to explain how I know Tina and why she is so important to me, but to also tell others what she continues to do for me as she fights through all that has happened to her in the past year. I feel as though I have been very blessed with the family and friends that I have in my life. Tina is one of these people that I consider to be an influencial and loving force who guides me through my life. Even as she has been in the hospital and at Country Villa this past year, she has continued to take care of me. The strength and grace which she has demonstrated in dealing with all that has happened to her and in fighting back to be able to one day walk again have inspired me and are a constant reminder of what all of us are capable of. When I feel as though I cannot do something or I get down, I think of Tina and remind myself that if she can be as strong as she has been, so can I.
It has never felt like a chore or an inconvenience to visit Tina in the past year. Each week I depend on my visit with Tina, which leads to my visit with Karin and Becky as well. Sure there are weeks when 1 of us can't make it, or all 3 of us can't make it, but for the most part I depend on and look forward to that visit as a very special part of my week. Tina greets us with a smile each time we come in (okay there were some days when she was a little cranky, but aren't we all sometimes) and before I can say anything she mouths to me, "how are you?". She asks about my whole family, my friends, school, work....my life. She shows us her improvements in the movement of her legs and arms and points out fun things in her room that people have left for her. She truly inspires me. We have not stopped acting as goofy as we used to, we still cause a good amount of trouble at Country Villa. I walked into the door, accidentally pulled on the feeding tube in her nose, knocked the bulletin board off of her wall....some things never change between us.
I pray every day that God will watch over my friend Tina and continue to help her through all that lies ahead for all of us. Tina and I have talked about going to Cancun next summer, or visiting Kathy and Kevin, or visiting Granny Goose in Texas. We are making plans for when she is able to once again walk and join me in running into walls and making an idiot of myself as we manage to do so well together.
To Tina: I love you Boo Boo, Cootney



