Yesterday, one of my daughter's friends fell 40 feet while climbing a tower. By the time the ambulence arrived, he was non-responsive and had to be intubated, as he was not breathing on his own. Thankfully, 24 hours later, his brain swelling is receeding and he was extubated, able to breath by himself.
Meanwhile, our son is on a choir trip in CA. He left in the evening and the tour bus drove all night, arriving the following morning. Around that same time, we heard on the news that a touring bus full of students on I-5 in CA was hit by a Fed Ex truck and had exploded. My husband said when he heard this, he actually had to pull over on the side of the road, because he thought he was going to throw up. We found out shortly afterward that the bus was in Northern CA, and our son was in Southern; my husband breathed a huge sigh of relief.
Yet there are at least 9 families grieving horribly.
One minute you are fine, your world is relatively unruffled. And then, in a moment, your world is upside down. Accidents, heartbreakng diagnoses, unhappy news … it can change in an instant. When I'm done with this post, I'm going to let some folks know that I care for them – because you never know when you may lose the chance to.