I had planned to blog on friday of last week about how it had been a whole year since I had been fired.
Then on thursday of last week my step daughter was kicked in the head by a horse.
Funny how lots of shit just seems to not matter anymore when you have a child in the picu. She's finally stable so I finally feel comfortable with thinking.
The universe, it seems,has a clear plan for just about everything. Everything lined up exactly the way it was supposed to, in the best possible way. The scary part is ending. The hard part will start after she wakes up, whenever that may be.
I keep reading her The Princess and The Frog; hoping to embed in her somewhere, somehow, that it's not the universe's job to give you what you *want*, but to give you what you *need*.
Then on thursday of last week my step daughter was kicked in the head by a horse.
Funny how lots of shit just seems to not matter anymore when you have a child in the picu. She's finally stable so I finally feel comfortable with thinking.
The universe, it seems,has a clear plan for just about everything. Everything lined up exactly the way it was supposed to, in the best possible way. The scary part is ending. The hard part will start after she wakes up, whenever that may be.
I keep reading her The Princess and The Frog; hoping to embed in her somewhere, somehow, that it's not the universe's job to give you what you *want*, but to give you what you *need*.
So she is comatose?
I hope she's ok and you and her other family members are coping well.
I know those screams from working in the ER...... nothing quite as anguished sounding in the world. I don't have kids so I don't know that bond really, but there was always a difference in the sound of the heart break . Hard to describe, sick that one can work in a place long enough that there becomes a norm.......
I hope to hear good news this weekend.