The Kid is Alright . . .

Two nights ago I got the phone call no mother wants to hear,

"Mom, (sobs), we were in a car accident"

Heart stops.

Then beats too fast. Must focus and pull it together.

The kid is okay. Broken collar bone.

I'll take a broken collar bone.

It could have been a hundred times worse.

So here we are three days before the kid is the Maid of Honor

in her friend's wedding . . .

The sling the hospital gave us will never work!

We need something sassy and clever.

Thanks goodness we had just the stuff to put

these lovelies together.

I hope this doesn't gross you out, but I took a picture of the xray.

I knew the kid would want to see it to confirm she really had

a broken collar bone. Don't ask.

This most adorable flower arrangement arrived

from the kid's work buddies.

And it looks just like Mocha!!

So here I am making ice bags, fetching advil,

plumping pillows, brushing hair . . .

And thanking God every minute that

my darling daughter is still right here next to me.