I am checking in out of a search for some normality. Don't have any quilting things to share. My son was in a car accident early Friday morning. He will recover....broke his right arm in two places, which required surgery and a metal plate implant to put back together, and almost bit the end of his tongue off, stitches will keep him talking. He was released that night, and will return to school on Monday to keep him in some sort of normality also.
I am just glad he is alive. I can't talk about the circumstances around the incident, but I can say he was not responsible for the incident. He was one of the passengers.
I'm sad. I'm tired. My head is in the clouds in the wrong way. I am trying to stay as normal as possible. The thought of how close I came to losing my son is still making me cry. I'll be okay. He will be okay. His wounds will heal.
I wanted to get up there yesterday, but the airline ticket was way more than what I could come up with. I did manage to get a flight booked for the end of April. I know it's not now, but better than never. I just wish I could hug him. And rock him in my arms and tell him that I love him. To make him feel better. That whatever led them to do this could have been fixed before it got to this point.
I'll be back.