One week ago today we all sat nervously waiting at Kosair childrens hospital as the doctors gave us updates on my nephew. He and my sister had been out riding on the ranger when she turned, he hit the gas and the rest is history. I was at a birthday party when I got the message and by the sound of her voice I knew it was serious. He had sustained a head injury and had to be flown from our small hometown to Kosair. He was in ICU for a full night until he was able to get his own room. He is home now and doing fine, but I'm not so sure us grown-ups will be over this any time soon. It is unbelievable how one minute you are thinking about Kentucky basketball and the next minute you forgot they ever existed. My whole family all sit on the floor of the ICU room as we waited to hear that little voice of his. Finally he woke up and asked where his shirt was. Maybe, he remembered them cutting it off of him? We really don't know, but oh my was it nice to hear him finally speak. I had never seen my family all come together the way we did when this happened. It was like the world had stopped and we only had each other. I am so grateful to God that he is okay. That my sister is okay. That I have a family that is there no matter what. God opened my eyes that day to the importance of family. To the importance of living each day to the fullest. To never take for granted the ones I love so dear. Thank you God! Please help us to see this even without tragedy! Dad and I did listen to the Kentucky game on the way to Kosair so to say that we forgot about them entirely would be a lie, but it wasn't the end of the world when they lost.....we had more important things to worry about at that moment on that day.
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