That's our car.
Sunday afternoon we were hit head-on by a 16-year-old who lost control around a slick curve.
We hurt. There were six of us in the car, including the kids. It happened so fast. It was terrifying and horrible and crazy.
We're still trying to assess the extent of our physical damages. They carted us all off in an ambulance, and we got to learn all kinds of things about x-rays and cat-scans and ivs and saline and iodine. We learned about broken bones and wheelchairs and leg immobilizers and crutches. We learned how much a head-wound bleeds versus a tounge-wound. We learned about shock and shivering and that we don't EVER want to learn about this stuff again. As long as we live.
We live. We're alive. ALIVE! And it blows my mind and heart wide open.
There's so much to be thankful for.... but now, I need to go lay back down. More to come.