To my beautiful daughter: Five months ago today I heard the worst news of my life. I turned white as a ghost and instantly became cold and clammy, but I never gave up hope. Whenever I think about the events of the following hours, days, and weeks I still choke up and fight to hold back tears. I never believed in omens or visits from beyond the known, but I had that horrible dream that woke me up the Saturday night before your wreck. It startled me to the point that I sat up and was immediately wide awake. It made no sense (a helicoptor crashed in our side yard/driveway, but someone bailed out just before impact and was severely injured but alive. The noise of the impact of the chopper and the body hitting the ground were both so real in my dream), and it it left me upset and unable to sleep. That November morning was a landmark in all of our lives and we can never go back to the way things were. I feel like God, angels, or whatever unseen fabric that holds the universe together reached out and protected you that day. The car was so mangled, yet you had no internal organ injuries, no brain damage, no spinal damage, and somehow managed not to bleed to death. A first responder in a car with his radio, and an RN in another car instantly on the scene because they were travelling along at the same time at the same place. You were lifted by helicopter from the scene and delivered to one of the best trauma care destinations anywhere. Here we are, April 5th and you have come such a long ways. I know that you still have a ways to go, and that you are upset about your teeth and the insurance company. Just keep your head up and keep pushing on. You are special.... not just to your parents, friends, and such. No, special like.... you are such a kind and caring person, the kind of person who puts others before their own wants. The kind of person who takes more pleasure in doing for others than having others do for them (a rarity at such a young age).Whatever happened that day and whatever kept you here with us either has an enormous love for you or big plans for you.... possibly both! So just keep striving to do your best and I am sure everything will work out for you. Love, Dad
Posted on: Sat, 05 Apr 2014 22:01:08 +0000
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