My daughter and I went skiing again on Sunday. She hit a tree. I can't stop thinking about it. She is fine, not even a bruise on her body. Her resilience baffles me. I on the other hand am not quite O.K. I keep reenacting her accident in my head, questioning what I could have done differently. Playing the what if game, and thanking God that she wasn't injured. Watching your child get hurt has got to be one of the hardest experiences a human being has to go through. As the ski patrol carried her down the mountain on the toboggan I cried the whole way down. By that point I already knew she was going to be alright they just wanted to be on the safe side, but I couldn't stop thinking about how awful the outcome could have been. I am feeling very thankful right now, but definitely traumatized.
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