The Dreaded Phone Call

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