Don’t Stop Believing
by
Marilyn Seuffert
presented by
Donna O’Donnell Figurski

Marilyn Seuffert Found Her Love Again
Eleven years ago, I fell in love with the most beautiful gentleman I had ever met. I was 32, and he was 47. I was elated when I met him.
Two weeks into our wonderful love affair, we rode our bikes to my place. He turned to look for me and fell off his bike. He lost consciousness and sustained a subdural hematoma. I lost him in that moment. I tried to get him back for two years, but unfortunately his injury split us apart.
I never again met anyone whom I loved as much as him. On the ten-year anniversary of the accident, he contacted me, and we met up. I was so happy to see that he had made a great recovery.

Marilyn Seuffert and her Love
I was still in love with him. We got back together; we live together; and now we are engaged. My message is to have faith because miracles happen. Things may take time. Don’t stop believing!
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Comments on: "TBI Tales . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . “Don’t Stop Believing” by Marilyn Seuffert" (10)
we have been living and dealing with my wife’s T.B.I. and P.S.T.D for going on 11years. which has put me in school to learn what I have found in books. I have a collection of about 80 to 150 books on neuroscience plus magazines and other items of reading interest. regardless of the idiot doc’s we have run into, I got answers better from books. besides we haven’t really found a dr. that really wanted to help us until about 1 year ago. the problem we got is affordability. there are no “free ” health anywhere (lol). lots of reading for me. well that is it for now. later and thanks for your time Ian Lees. any questions or what have you’s bring them on.Date: Mon, 15 Feb 2016 17:31:15 +0000 To: ilees@live.com
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Ian Lees, doctors are still learning about the brain. It’s good to do your own research as much as you can. With that many books, you must have done your homework. Lucky for your wife.
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That is a real MIRACLE BY GOD THERE AND YOU WERE GIVEN A 2ND CHANCE. THANK YOU LORD for BEING SO GREAT
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Thanks, Doug, for your comment.
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My wife and I were in high school together; I thought she was cute yet never had the time or the nerve to ask her out.
Then, in 10th grade, I suffered my final avm stroke, and things changed, immensely. It was not known whether I’d live or die. I spent 30 days in one hospital in the US, in which I contracted nearly-fatal meningitis. I, then, was driven out of the country, where my life was saved in a hospital that I’d never heard of before.
When I returned to school in the Fall, she was still there; yet, my craniotomy had taken a toll on my brain, such not have my future wife and I share many classes, at all. She graduated on time and waited and took an extra year.
We both went away to college and to different rates of success. She finished in 3 three years, at justcone school and I finished in 5 1/2 years, having attended 3 different institutions.
One time, not long after she finished school and I was back in state, attending the school I took my degree from, we bumped into one another and went out, soon thereafter, on a date; but, I lost her phone number and she, regrettably, moved to an adjoining state.
Due to my brain injury, I was never sure if I was looking up the right person in the phone book or if maybe I was looking for the right person, but had the spelling of her name wrong, due to my memory deficit.
Then, almost ten years later, I received a postcard from her that was advertising her service to local homeowners. She was offering to produce portraits of peoples’ homes.
From the mailing list she purchased of residents in our hometown, she only got one paying client; but, she always tells me that it was well worth the price. She used to kid me and call me her mail-order husband.
We’re celebrating 12th anniversary this year.
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Matt, that is such a lovely, fairytale-type story. Thank you so much for sharing and I wish you both many, many more happy years together. You and she were meant to be.
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And I thank you for your kind words!
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Thot’ll due, Donna…Thot’ll due…(wink-wink)
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LOL, Matt!
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But, thanks…
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