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The Wake-Up Call

There are times in life when we receive certain WAKE-UP calls. Those calls typically remind us of what is really important in our lives. I got one of these WAKE-UP calls on Monday afternoon. Two of my kids were involved in an accident in a utility vehicle we use to haul horse feed on the property. The UTV is top heavy and not meant to do donuts in the horse arena, but teenagers don't always listen to those words of advice.

My teenager did not heed my words (imagine that--a 17 year-old doing something he isn't supposed to), and the UTV flipped. My son was not injured, but my little girl was hurt pretty badly on her foot. She will be okay, but we are now residents of Children's Hopsital where she is getting ready to go in for her second surgery today. Our fingers are crossed that this will be the last one she has to have.

I think my son is suffering just as much, if not more than my daughter, as he feels horrible for the accident. It's a tough spot for a parent, but as a human being I have truly been reminded of what is important in life, and to be grateful for all that we have. I tend to get wrapped up in my writing and my work.  While that is all fine and good, but what is cherishable are family, friends, love, and joy. Knowing how much worse the accident could have been, I can tell you that I won't take being a parent, wife, or a friend for granted. I will remind myself not to sweat the small stuff, and appreciate ALL that life is and has to offer.

I also want to say Thank-You to my readers and friends who visit the blog. Thanks for reading my work and for all of your love and support. I am more grateful than you will ever know.

I am now going to go and hug my sleepy little kid, and watch cartoons with her. :)

Michele

Comments

I'm glad they are all right! I hope she feels better soon. It is so important to be grateful for every moment.
Linda McDonald said…
Big hugs and lots of prayers to your daughter and to you and your family. I'm so glad it wasn't worse than it was. I hope this will be her final surgery. And yes, it is so important to not take our loved ones for granted....wake up calls sure do remind us of that. Take Care and God Bless,

Linda
runner10 said…
Michele, I hope your daughter is up and full-speed soon. Spend as much time with your kids as you can. Enjoy the small moments. They will be grown soon.
Take care.
Unknown said…
I hope the recovery continues well for your daughter. I agree completely about the parenting stuff. Continue to remind your son that accidents happen and if he learns from this one that is the best gift he can give his sister and himself!!!

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