The moment you find out something has happened to your child is every parent’s nightmare. You pray and hope it never happens to you. But when it does, you tell yourself that accidents happen and that everything will be alright. Everything is going to work out. Everything is going to go back to the way it was. It’s gonna be ok. You say it over and over again. Yet, you know it’s not going to go back to exactly how it was before.
Andrea had an accident over the weekend. Her foot got caught in the wheel of a bicycle and it almost tore off her heel or maybe even her Achilles tendon. Thankfully, her skin was just scared (pretty deep but no stitches) and her ankle was just badly bruised. No tendon injured or bones injured. Thankfully.
It wasn’t anyone’s fault. She was just at the wrong place at the wrong time. Josh was right in front of her so the shock and guilt he’s feeling right now seem to be hurting both of them.
You swear to be a good parent and that you’ll protect your kids as much as you can but when things like this happen. You just don’t know what else to do. Should you have them wear an Iron suite 24/7 so that nothing can hurt them? Do you hire a bodyguard to stand by them 24/7? Seriously, what do you do?
Well, God says we should trust that he protects them. That he has his hand over them. Thankfully, nothing was broken, nothing was torn. So we say thank God and try to brush this off.
But I guess I can’t brush off the fact that she isn’t able to walk for a week and that she has to go in to get treatment for the scars every day.
She’s ok now. I think she’s okay. I think. I think Josh is ok too. He put his hand on her this morning and prayed she’d get better soon. So guess we’re just all in the process of getting better. Or feeling relieved.