My 19 year old daughter was in a car wreck yesterday on her way back to college. She is bruised up, but fine. The car is totalled, it was a Honda civic. There was a pileup on the freeway and the car in front of her just jammed on its breaks, she hit it and then spun around and another car hit her in the side. The car was unrecognizable. What a blessing she is okay. I took her the hour more on to school. I called her dad after she had called me. We arrived about the sametime. He offered no comfort for me, or even acted like I was there. My daughter and I just held each other and sobbed. I stayed the night with her just to make sure she was okay. I am now back home. The interesting thing in this was that I was seperate from my husband in dealing with this. I realized, he didn't offer any comfort to me, that I am not any part of him except now through our children. The break is there. My daughters friend and her two year old daughter were supposed to ride back with her, but changed their minds at the last minute. Thank God for miracles. Her friend would not have survived. So I can be alone and do things, my children are the most important people in my life.
Posts You May Be Interested In
A friend sent this to me..As far as I can see, grief will never truly end.It may become softer overtime, more gentleand some days will feel sharp.But grief will last as long as Love does - ForeverIt's simply the way the absence of your loved onemanifests in your heart. A deep longing accompaniedby the deepest Love some days. The heavy fog mayreturn and the next day, it may recede.Once again, it's...
Today is my 25th birthday, to my somewhat lack of surprise I can see already no one really seems to care. I've always been the kinda person to make sure that everyone I Care about feels appreciated and knew somebody had their back. I can count 4 times this year when I Went out of my way to make sure a "friend" felt good on their birthday, especially if they got left hanging. Its early in the...