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the dreaded phone call came before seven on a cold Monday morning
my daughter calmly told me my three grandchildren were in a car crash 
on their way to school 
cold and icy the road spun them out of control
stopping only after sliding into a tree
the truck was on its side with wheels spinning
they looked back and the youngest was not there
she was laying on the cold grass beside the vehicle
they were taken to the nearest hospital for xrays and tests
the young one was air lifted to London with her scared Mom 
holding her hand
the pediatric critical care unit in sick kids is an wonderful place
the care she received was amazing
one week later after sleepless nights and broken hearts 
our little girl walked out on her own and came home 
she sports a neck brace until her four fractures heal and make her stong
lucky is not a good enough word for how we feel 
angels truly were watching over our children that morning
and we are blessed to have them with us

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