<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5258041818033186408</id><updated>2025-08-05T01:59:58.677-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamie Hilton:  Miracles...Believe in Them!</title><subtitle type='html'>Jamie Hilton, Former Mrs. Idaho, inspires and lifts after near-death tragedy</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5258041818033186408/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5258041818033186408/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12500721624928737327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5258041818033186408.post-3742508164629758985</id><published>2015-01-20T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2015-01-20T20:25:03.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444; font-family: Segoe UI, Segoe UI Web Regular, Segoe UI Symbol, Helvetica Neue, BBAlpha Sans, S60 Sans, Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 15px; line-height: 21.2999992370605px; white-space: normal;&quot;&gt;
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&lt;pre style=&quot;background-color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444; font-family: Segoe UI, Segoe UI Web Regular, Segoe UI Symbol, Helvetica Neue, BBAlpha Sans, S60 Sans, Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 15px; line-height: 21.2999992370605px; white-space: normal;&quot;&gt;Everyone who has talked to me in the last little while has heard me talking about myself in such an insecure negative light that I don&#39;t even know who I am anymore. This has to change! ASAP! Only because I desire to be a confident happy peaceful loving person, and to do so I need a transformation. &amp;nbsp;I am doing The 12 week Gold&#39;s Gym Challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444; font-family: &#39;Segoe UI&#39;, &#39;Segoe UI Web Regular&#39;, &#39;Segoe UI Symbol&#39;, &#39;Helvetica Neue&#39;, &#39;BBAlpha Sans&#39;, &#39;S60 Sans&#39;, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21.2999992370605px; white-space: normal;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is a huge step out of my comfort zone at this time in my life. I do want a physical transformation of sorts, but more so I want a mental and emotional transformation. &amp;nbsp;My insecurity has taken over in so many places of my life since my accident. I&#39;ve I struggled with confidence before my accident but not anything like I deal with now. I have to get myself amped up to do things that used to be come natural and be second nature. For me this 12 weeks will be about getting tough, strong, mentally and emotionally allowing the feelings that will come. This is a self awareness challenge for me to &amp;nbsp;work my way to a place of satisfaction with the post accident me. Daily I will journal read scriptures as well as books that will fill my mind with peace and serenity, control and openness. I will document my food, and do occasional video blogs to show my mental emotional journey. This may seem like nonsense to some of you, and that&#39;s fine. But I do feel inspired to do this, and hope that I will be able to influence and help others to come back from a loss...Or to find themselves again.... Or to believe in themselves again... OR believe in themselves for the first time. We can do all things with the support of our Higher Power. Controlling our mental emotional and physical wellness allows that power to work more fully in our lives, and inevitably create miracles in our lives. I want to believe in myself again and I want you to believe in yourself. I will not be pushing any products to get gain, but I will share the products that I use. &amp;nbsp;Wanna Join me? I would love for anyone who wants to embark on this journey with me! We can be a support system together. I will be doing this through my public figure page on Facebook.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: transparent; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21.2999992370605px; white-space: normal;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444; font-family: Segoe UI, Segoe UI Web Regular, Segoe UI Symbol, Helvetica Neue, BBAlpha Sans, S60 Sans, Arial, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;https://www.facebook.com/JamieLambHilton?ref=hl &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #444444; font-family: &#39;Segoe UI&#39;, &#39;Segoe UI Web Regular&#39;, &#39;Segoe UI Symbol&#39;, &#39;Helvetica Neue&#39;, &#39;BBAlpha Sans&#39;, &#39;S60 Sans&#39;, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 21.2999992370605px; white-space: normal;&quot;&gt;We can share thoughts and encouragement. I am scared, I will admit... but I&#39;m digging deep. &amp;nbsp;Much Love :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;
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Thank you!!! xoxox&lt;br /&gt;
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http://youtu.be/_W0LUVFVlkE</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/feeds/6021625897989804943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/2014/06/thank-you-xoxox-httpyoutu.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5258041818033186408/posts/default/6021625897989804943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5258041818033186408/posts/default/6021625897989804943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/2014/06/thank-you-xoxox-httpyoutu.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12500721624928737327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5258041818033186408.post-6165797829856475107</id><published>2014-06-05T14:46:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2014-06-05T14:50:52.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The talented author Jason Wright &amp;nbsp;writes an account of our accident. I love how he put this together! I want to be able to write like Him!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Have you ever fought the ocean and won? Come on, sometime it will give up right, keep punching and sooner or later it will submit to you! Um, no, that&#39;s not going to happen. We get so stuck in a pattern of thinking and doing, that we are throwing punches at the waves of the grandiose sea. Controlling things, and manipulate things, thrashing about because we HAVE tomake things happen the way we just KNOW &amp;nbsp;they need to happen, upper cut, upper cut, only to be dashed to the ground with sand in our eyes. We fight the waves with all our might, until our arms feel puny and weak. Examples of our ideas might be like, &quot;I NEED this job or there is no other way&quot;, or &quot;I&#39;m only going to eat water to lose weight&quot;, &amp;nbsp;&quot;I can change that other person&quot;, &quot;I have to control my partner or I will be alone&quot;, etc. So I&#39;m exploring the opposite of control and manipulation. SURRENDER, SUBMIT, and ALLOW. To me surrender comes from a particular realization, a certain knowing and trusting in God, higher power, or whatever you choose to believe.... Something greater than ourselves. Believing that a power beyond our own is looking out for us, has our backs, and loves us. Why submission? It&#39;s basically a swear word in our society. It&#39;s an &quot;oppressive&quot; term in many contexts. But, submission to God is different. It does take some faith, believing in things you cannot see. But experimental submission to Him will make our faith in him grow, so we submit a little bit at a time, and see Him come through in miraculous ways once more. Encouraging more faith and action.&lt;br /&gt;
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Our thoughts and actions are at times like a needle stuck on a record. Remember records ;)haha. &amp;nbsp;It would replay a word or sentence, replay, replay and never change until it is adjusted, then it moves forward with a beautiful melody. ADJUSTMENT being the key. I&#39;m sure if the needle could speak it would be like, &quot;Hey!! What are you doing?! Stop touching me! I&#39;m on a mission don&#39;t distract me!!&quot; Reality check... we are a broken record sometimes. Banging our heads on walls continuously in an effort to make things happen the way and ONLY way we believe will work. Realize truth, submitting our wills or control is adjusting to progress. My record has been sitting on a scratch. Today I am realizing this, and ready to make the &quot;adjustment&quot;. I feel like I have been given so much, and have a mission to share and lift others. &quot;How&quot; is where I&#39;ve been stuck. The vision in my mind is a little different than what is coming to pass. Submission and allowing God to do His work in me, however he chooses, is my KEY adjustment. I cannot force my future. Doing all I can toward what I feel to be best is my part. God is preparing the rest. Whatever situation you may be in I hope you will try this faith thing with me. Letting go of the control, and &quot;know-it-all&quot; attitude. EGO.... hard to let go of.&lt;br /&gt;
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So how do we do it? Well it&#39;s important to understand &quot;life IS motion&quot;. &amp;nbsp;The ocean is symbolic of our journey in life. The ocean ebbs and flows, recedes then oversteps normal boundaries. Surrendering to me is best explained with this visual. Set our intention of what we want to create for others as well as our own greatest good. Then after we are fixed on intention then we allow the motion. The focus as to HOW this will completely be accomplished is not fully up to us. Recognizing this will create a sense of peace. It&#39;s like getting beyond the boisterous waves, and arms wide as you float where the current takes you. &amp;nbsp;We&amp;nbsp;are &lt;i&gt;liquid&lt;/i&gt; to the whims of the &quot;how&quot;, and that&#39;s Ok. I am realizing being liquid isn&#39;t a bad thing. Liquid is pliable and moves where a master puts it to motion. Our part is to be aware, and alert to notice the opportunities, how to&#39;s, being vigilant to other&#39;s who may be stuck in a whirlpool and need our help. &amp;nbsp;Watching for the whale&#39;s back that will carry us. He IS MY &amp;nbsp;&quot;HOW&quot;.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/feeds/412689833613115110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/2013/10/have-you-ever-fought-ocean-and-won-come.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5258041818033186408/posts/default/412689833613115110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5258041818033186408/posts/default/412689833613115110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/2013/10/have-you-ever-fought-ocean-and-won-come.html' title='Fighting that Ocean Wave?! How&#39;s That Working for Me?'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12500721624928737327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlqDeEsnBU7WcU8AodIs_Ub7cgAkYF7vgLKaH1NKdeDiMNjUcgN4FXrFOuTkfjISMPQ61HGaCCCvmK2ujM_47ZVT7GrWz16pbb-C-Z8zaH4CeeeQFx1wly0bfd8kOeb3ju9RhKhlX-N5yN/s72-c/water.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5258041818033186408.post-9118473446711236793</id><published>2013-08-11T22:57:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-08-11T23:10:35.731-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Releasing the luxury of Complacency... it is no luxury at all.</title><content type='html'>My dear friends. Wow, it has been a long time since I&#39;ve touched base. It has definitely been a continued roller coaster, but I feel like I&#39;m on a rise above the &quot;fog&quot;. Right now at this moment I am feeling so much hope and excitement. Mentalities that I have changed have been focused around not being a victim of my accident and the changes that have taken place. I realized that I&#39;m leaning on my accident for fear of being expected to be the &quot;old&quot; Jamie. My husband and I have had extensive conversations around the idea of giving myself the benefit of the doubt, and not worrying about the over expectation of others. This is so liberating! I can be me, the real me, the new me, and be OK with me! I&#39;ve realized a gigantic part of me has stopped living and I am engaging DAILY to push my personal boundaries. This is a habit I want to form. We went on a day family trip to a mountain beach on the river, a fam favorite. I was like a dead fish. Everything was dangerous and I wasn&#39;t involved whatsoever. We left with me feeling under stimulated and sad that my children weren&#39;t able to play with their &quot;old&quot; mom. Then the epiphany... if I continue with these habits of staying comfortable, by next year I might be staying in the car, watching through the windshield! NO! Not going to happen. So everyday I&#39;m in a new habit...doing nothing dangerous, but not sitting snug and warm in my zone of complacency.&lt;br /&gt;
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The night before, I made a thank-you sign, and reflected on the thousands of people who stepped in to ease our burdens through this year. Writing names of people who prayed for us, lifted us, cleaned for us, cooked for us, cheered for us, did fundraisers for us, blogged for us, the list went on and on. Interestingly, the song &quot;You Raise Me Up&quot; by Josh Groban was blazing loud. My tears kept falling on my cute butterfly sign, and another name would be wetted. My heart was so full, it could&#39;ve burst. Appreciation is an understatement. Although the sign is full of names, I know that this isn&#39;t a 10th of the people who effected our lives this year... for the better. Thank you SINCERELY with ALL of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;
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Nick had to get back to work, so we headed home. I stayed home with the kids, we just played and had fun. That night Nick took us to my favorite restaurant Sawadee Thai. We laughed and enjoyed ourselves. At 7:20 we recognized this was the exact time a year ago that my accident happened. Everyone around the table just smiled. We all knew this year did not kill us. We are victors. Cheers!&lt;/div&gt;
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</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/feeds/5012043888153363431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/2013/06/our-big-day-releasing-all-bad-stuff.html#comment-form' title='60 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5258041818033186408/posts/default/5012043888153363431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5258041818033186408/posts/default/5012043888153363431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/2013/06/our-big-day-releasing-all-bad-stuff.html' title='Our big day... releasing all the bad stuff...'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12500721624928737327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCBfAOkCfNA1jeGdB-pas6cunrHRrO-maj1IlZ4-lx0qq7KiZt2c10d-tVWcfEMweGqWetWzT5aceLq9iovT6IBnpNfYB1FSekp0ciJ-pmqylgFDuRXxCHDGVaQK6Zk_9jiL7-wSRlpEv3/s72-c/2013-06-03+001+blog.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>60</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5258041818033186408.post-8733933605059380499</id><published>2013-06-06T05:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2013-06-06T05:39:29.687-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Car trouble... </title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: -webkit-auto;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); text-align: left;&quot;&gt;Woke up with car trouble. Not going to chance the 6hour drive there and back. So, we&#39;re letting the kiddos sleep a couple more hours, then we will fish and have our celebration locally. No troubles will stop us&amp;nbsp;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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As many of us are prepping to celebrate our war hero&#39;s and ALL military, I have loved the reflection of so many TV shows about them. I solute them, and am SO grateful for their service. Last week before the &quot;cutting of the hair&quot; I was on a treadmill reading the subtitles to a talk show about war heros. There was a gentleman on there who has PTSD (post traumatic stress syndrome) he said something extremely prophetic to me. &quot;The man who I was, died on the battlefield. I am a new man, a different man. That man is literally gone, dead to me&quot;. Oh my, this made me so sad for him, but I could REALLY empathize with him. The girl I was pre-accident, is different than the girl I am today. In SO MANY ways I miss her, and long to integrate many of her good traits into who I am now. It is a process, and I am working through it. Many of you will see yourself in his words as well. Every season of your life, is a &quot;new life&quot;.... a married life, a single life, a mother, a father, an empty nesting life, etc. We are continuously morphing into different people. I consider this one of my transformations. I have GRASPED onto my hair, because I am GRASPING onto the old me. I have not been ready to move on and let her go. My hair was a symbol. Admittedly, I cried desperately in the shower as I removed the extensions, and afterward, into the night. Not because it is my &quot;HAIR&quot; because it is the me I knew and recognized that would be changing once more. Letting out the emotion was really good for me. My toes touched the hot water, and it all began. The extensions came out easily, the glue and adhesive, not so easily. Nick once more was tending to my head, olive oil and a comb, then back with my head in the sink, rinsing this time with dish soap to degrease my hair. 

My Honey and I showed up at the hair appointment, and were greeted by 2 of my best friends, Kim and Kaley. We walked into the salon like an entourage. I checked in at the front desk, and she couldn&#39;t find me. She searched the system, I was no where to be found. IMMEDIATE tears were streaming without my control and power. &quot;SERIOUSLY?!?&quot; Would I have the courage to come back another day? They reconciled with me, and got us in 30 minutes later. phew...

I put my hair in the hands of the stylist. With all confidence in the hand with the scissors, it began. First the cutting of the pony tail, you know, the one that has been with me throughout my fall, trauma, hospital, surgeries, the one that my little girl played with and would run through her little chubby fingers. Please don&#39;t roll your eyes. I know it is &quot;just hair&quot; but literally it was an accumulation of my year. Then the color doused all over, then the cut began. Holding it together, I had faith that I would be fine, and would like the new look, and the new me. 

So, here it is.... I like it a lot... (as Lloyd Christmas would say) It is new, it is scary, and truthfully I have not washed it since it was cut on Friday. I hope I can style it:) Here is to a new day, a new life, and a new look! I stood on the ledge and jumped once more....

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Dear Friends.. I have not blogged for awhile because I&#39;ve wondered if everyone is tired of hearing about ME and MY journey. Blogging has started to feel a little narcassistic. But I spoke with a friend that gave me a different perspective. She has never been through what she deemed a &quot;massive&quot; trauma, but she said she could relate to my struggles, and learned from what I&#39;m going through. So here comes another blog post. 

This ONE year anniversary is very reflective and humbling. I was speaking with another girlfriend of mine who said she has been having strange upheavals of emotion about my accident as we come upon June 6th. She said,&quot;you must be experiencing some of the same feelings.&quot; Yes. I am strangely sad and grateful at the same time. At times, admittedly though I feel ashamed for feeling sad, because I have been so greatly blessed. I&#39;ve learned that it&#39;s OK to feel this emotion. There was a website that I was reading about responses to trauma, and the triggering of monthly or annual anniversaries of the trial.  Every one of us have experienced &quot;trauma&quot; whether a fall, caring for a person after a massive fall :( my poor hubby, divorce, a spouse with a porn problem, addictions, finding out about sexual abuse of one of your children, and as we saw last week in Oklahoma a TORNADO, or other natural disaster, the list could go on and on. Human emotion surfacing from these experiences is normal. Possible effects...

1) Reexperiencing the Trauma, Flashbacks,nightmares, insomnia,intense response to reminders of the trauma.  You may also experience strong feelings when faced with a monthly or annual anniversary of the traumatic event

2) Numbing of emotions

3) Increased awakening and stimulation... ie: irritability, outbursts, knot in stomach

4) Effects on beliefs, attitudes, and sense of self.. ie: I&#39;m not safe, cynicism, sense of betrayal, etc.

Best advise for ALL of us:

* may have an intense need to discuss the trauma

* strive to identify &quot;triggers&quot; that make you relive the experience.

* write down memories, keep a journal... blog :)

* strive to not overly isolate yourself from others.

* At some point in your recovery, it may feel important for you to revisit the scene of the traumatic event (planning this with my husband and kids at my year)

* Take time to learn and practice muscle relaxation, imagery and breathing skills to help calm yourself

I hope this helps someone. This has helped me to see how &quot;normal&quot; I am.  We are likely to bounce back and forth between periods during which you relive the trauma and other periods during which you are benumbed of feeling and avoidant of any thought or reminder of the traumatic event. This is entirely normal. Everything is going to be ok.
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This show was so touching to me. I don&#39;t remember a lot about it, but I know that Nick and I are a team. He brought me through this experience, and helped me to have the confidence to do this show.

You&#39;ll notice at the end Dr. Travis asks what our secret is to being BFF&#39;s. They edited out several minutes of us talking about our relationship :( Then he had asked me about how my view of my circumstances effected my outcome, and I tell the &quot;hammer&quot; analogy. Anyways, I wish we had those couple of minutes, to remember what Nick said. 

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New York for the family...I don&#39;t remember much about this trip. I was only 3 months out since my skull was put back. (words you never think you will say ;)I&#39;m posting this show today then other&#39;s next week.. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/feeds/5507088741461922169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/2013/05/media-blitz-today-show.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5258041818033186408/posts/default/5507088741461922169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5258041818033186408/posts/default/5507088741461922169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/2013/05/media-blitz-today-show.html' title='Media Blitz begins... TODAY SHOW'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12500721624928737327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5258041818033186408.post-3519474814236036485</id><published>2013-05-13T16:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-05-13T16:23:44.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jason Wright&#39;s inspired words about us...thank you.</title><content type='html'>http://www.deseretnews.com/article/865563089/Former-Mrs-Idaho-inspires-and-lifts-after-near-death-tragedy.html?pg=all

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I remember while I was still in the surgical room Doctor Manning the surgeon was talking to me as I was coming to. I reached out and grabbed his hand &quot;THANK YOU&quot; uttered out of my mouth, but I was screaming it from the top of my lungs in my mind. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/feeds/7128068621649899624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/2013/05/6-weeks-later-skull-back-in.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5258041818033186408/posts/default/7128068621649899624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5258041818033186408/posts/default/7128068621649899624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/2013/05/6-weeks-later-skull-back-in.html' title='6 weeks later skull back in!!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12500721624928737327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_cLi7Sl435sdMtc4tpAHG11RgzkeMjQ4FRc__9m8yUJAZwCTajVgVPcCAGS0cdYpX8fGOQXIf0K5cYwYqBJuVU7DM9Z1i2axyV7EzoR_DOmD7XKJnhQvkW00beWWWHtuzQHsX_wgPjBf7/s72-c/IMG_0716.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5258041818033186408.post-1452011907260942247</id><published>2013-05-13T16:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-05-13T16:27:20.082-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Skull out.. no it&#39;s not an optical illusion </title><content type='html'>Thankfully with the skull out, my brain was able to swell without resistance. Thank you modern medicine. Skull out, and put where?!

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Jamie has been home since
Wednesday 6/20/2012 and is doing great. When she was released, her primary
doctor asked her one question, &quot;How have you done this?&quot; He stated
that he has seen people recover physically from something like this, but he has
never seen someone recover with the whole package this quickly. He specifically
mentioned the &quot;light in her eyes,&quot; and that he has never seen someone
cognitively recover so quickly and have that light. The doctor knew he was
witnessing something bigger than himself and mentioned more than once that this
was truly amazing and that typically people with her injury spend months in the
hospital. She was out in 2 weeks! Jamie is our miracle!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
This has been and continues to be a miracle from heaven, yet there is still
more that she needs to do with rehab and yet another surgery to put her skull
back in place so, I continue to pray for this miracle to be completed in her
life. All your prayers, thoughts, actions and positivity have brought this
miracle to pass...THANK YOU ALL SO SO MUCH!! Please continue to pray for her so
that the end of this injury will come quickly without any complications.

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The Doctors couldn&#39;t explain my amazing recovery. But we KNOW thousands of you were offering so much healing power, prayers, love, and support. Nicholas gave a blessing and prayer over my body to be preserved. Often times we cannot explain the power of God. </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/feeds/544633671720458793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/2013/05/the-miracle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5258041818033186408/posts/default/544633671720458793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5258041818033186408/posts/default/544633671720458793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/2013/05/the-miracle.html' title='The MIRACLE!!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12500721624928737327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSPdwEjEVY901JPH9eZqyctzRckREUYGvMun_J9eDujfQ69S4amnra2fxd7C5on6Pu3YjOdrGtSOS13sbOydzBi_s1Ji48PAbr9o1cuAE_DWmr1uZ_j-ZIba6eseHj395pgMFnjXJEoQfZ/s72-c/IMG_0731.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5258041818033186408.post-2014415513434297911</id><published>2013-05-13T15:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2013-05-13T15:54:05.362-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We are nearly 3 weeks away from my ONE year anniversary since my fall. Taking a trip down memory lane to piece this year together. This is Nicholas&#39;my sweet husbands first post, more like a plea. I can hear the desperation in his writings. This man has endured so much. He is my hero.

This morning I am very
humbled...my wife, Jamie Hilton has had a serious accident and has undergone
emergency brain surgery. She has made it out of surgery and the doctor has said
that the next 72 hrs are the most important. Please, please pray for my most
cherished wife, she is in need of all the strength and healing you can all send
her way. Thank you. Please no messages, I will update once I know more.&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDfGGDZ6GJLL7dmrKsRgCoZNNeqcxhIARqwNULuv56exjhdcMu1Lodceum_8oFZM8EOYOHmRXq2qvtq97SfxPPj61VcHe7RnW8MWpXwGfz8hyphenhyphenMjjzf3IIA9pyLET38_jPJwT2gBMMC9DC0/s1600/photo+(6).JPG&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; &gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDfGGDZ6GJLL7dmrKsRgCoZNNeqcxhIARqwNULuv56exjhdcMu1Lodceum_8oFZM8EOYOHmRXq2qvtq97SfxPPj61VcHe7RnW8MWpXwGfz8hyphenhyphenMjjzf3IIA9pyLET38_jPJwT2gBMMC9DC0/s320/photo+(6).JPG&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/feeds/2014415513434297911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/2013/05/we-are-nearly-3-weeks-away-from-my-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5258041818033186408/posts/default/2014415513434297911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5258041818033186408/posts/default/2014415513434297911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jamielambhilton.blogspot.com/2013/05/we-are-nearly-3-weeks-away-from-my-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12500721624928737327</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDfGGDZ6GJLL7dmrKsRgCoZNNeqcxhIARqwNULuv56exjhdcMu1Lodceum_8oFZM8EOYOHmRXq2qvtq97SfxPPj61VcHe7RnW8MWpXwGfz8hyphenhyphenMjjzf3IIA9pyLET38_jPJwT2gBMMC9DC0/s72-c/photo+(6).JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5258041818033186408.post-9134732549121590055</id><published>2013-03-20T21:47:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2013-03-20T22:09:27.715-06:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;..that they may be light...&quot;</title><content type='html'>A cousin of mine contacted me to let me know a friend of her&#39;s crashed a motorcycle up here in Boise, Idaho. She asked if I would be able to offer some support for His wife who lovingly sat by his side in ICU. I jumped at this opportunity. It feels so good to give back, where I KNOW I&#39;ve been given so much. My mom caught wind of this, I asked if she wanted to come and visit them with me. She said yes before I even asked. Off we went to the hospital to lend support, encouragement and love. We pulled into the exact hospital where I was life flighted 9 1/2 months ago. Thinking this would be no big deal, I fought with the feelings of anxiety as we entered the parking lot. Breathing deeply I opened my car door. A gust of wind nearly knocked me over, as I leaned fervently on my moms car.. my head getting lighter and lighter. I stopped my thought processes. My fears of all that my family has been through were somehow realized in that exact moment. I was scared. Memories flooded over me, good, and bad. Strangely this all happened in about a 5 second window. I got my whits about me, and we started walking. &quot;This isn&#39;t about you Jamie. Be strong for this girl,pull it together OK?!.&quot; I thought to myself. Approaching the ICU... the same ICU where I laid and was comatose. &quot;You can do this!&quot; kept running through my light headed mind. I planted my feel firmly, and slowed my breathing, and therefore my heartbeat. My Mom and I found her in the ICU waiting area on a phone call. We commenced with a great discussion, and a heart-felt meeting. Feeling inspired to share our personal experiences felt so good. She was encouraged, hugged, and comforted. She was smiling and peaceful. The feeling of love and hope permeated our space. Leaving the hospital, all of us were full of gratitude and joy. Helping another&#39;s burdens to be made lighter, and reaching out to another in the same position my family was in less than a year ago was very therapeutic. I am so blessed to be alive, and to have my experience to draw upon to lift other&#39;s burdens.

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