I spent today mostly staring at my son Tim. He doesn't live here anymore, but he stayed here last night. I checked on him various times through the morning. He slept - or tried to. (Someone kept checking on him.) Lest you think I've gone 'round the bend, I did have a good reason. I was thankful that he was alive and here and I needed to confirm that over and over again.
Tim was involved in a very serious car accident on Memorial Day. He was a passenger in a car that flipped over one and a half times on the freeway after an over correction by the driver. Thankfully both Tim and the driver were relatively unhurt. Tim has a mild concussion and cuts and bruises and he is very sore. I'm not positive about his buddy, but I know he too had only minor injuries. I presume the car is totaled. Tim said it was on its side with all the windows shattered and the roof collapsed down about two feet. It is a miracle that both young men are alive and unbelievable that neither was seriously injured. My sister said Maggie was his guardian angel. I like that thought.
Needless to say I was a bit of a mess. In fact I still am.
And so I stared at him all day.
I'm not sure why he decided to return to his own place.
Oh, good lord. A very stiff drink is in order. I am so grateful that Tim is all right. So very grateful.
ReplyDeleteGood Lord is exactly what came to my mind as well, then Oh my God how much can Sally take. Upon further thought I came back to The Good Lord part and decided to give that justice. Thank you God for the gift of Tim!
ReplyDeleteThank God he is ok....
ReplyDeleteSo glad to hear that Tim is well. I would have stared all night long if I had been in that spot.
ReplyDeletePersonally I have found that what doesn't kill me, maims me a little and leaves lasting scars I could do without.
Best wishes for a very quiet peaceful summer.
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