to live..

It's amazing how life plays tricks on you. A day filled with things to do,excitement for a new project, looking forward to a new adventure in a few weeks time, arranging schedules in mind when finally back to work, trying to slot an hour rush to the grocery, a tender kiss from a loving husband, a beautiful smile from our son wondering how fun the day would turn  out, an early drive to miss the rush hour traffic, a move to pass a slow moving vehicle then BANG!!! All of a sudden things seem to move in the slowest motion. As I lifted my head and turned to my husband on my left who was moaning and pale as snow, Edward grunting at the back, I heard a man and a woman saying "your baby is here, he's fine, don't worry." A man in a blurry yellow ( must be a firefighter) said "it's OK love" pulled me out and everything seem hazy and bright. I thought there's nothing left of the car, no front, no roof. I must have lost consciousness as the trip to hospital seem to have taken a minute. I could feel my left leg soaking wet but no pain just numbness. Next time I remembered I was signing for the surgery and friends on my side talking.. reassuring.

It's been a week since the car crash. I got separated from Alex and Edward as they were airlifted to Nottingham and I taken to the nearby city hospital. Edward was released first despite a fracture in the skull. His Angel was guarding him that day or in my opinion he has been our Angel keeping us all alive. Hubby will take time to recover and mend what's broken and I apart from a laceration on my left leg and a fractured wrist  have to live and remain strong for my love ones and make the most of this second life God has given us.