Jake and I took the day off work on Friday 9/2 to drive to Florida for the Utah game and Ginny was meeting us there to get her new car, so we got to bed late and were excited for the fun the next day help. However, Saturday, September 3 @ 4:27am (which would have been 2:27 am Utah time), the phone rang....you know when a call comes in the middle of the night, it is most likely not good news. Rolling over to see the phone, you see it is your 17 year old daughter and fear strikes. Aubree had been in an accident but is okay. From the best we can tell, she fell asleep at the wheel driving back from an out door concert. I did not go back to sleep for couple hours after the accident to make sure she was sage back in her dorm. Immediately after we hung a minute for the ambulance to check her out, I said a prayer of gratitude to our Father in Heaven that her injuries were minor. I was already a little bummed that we would not be with her on her 18th but adding a car accident the night before her birthday added to the stress. Thank goodness for modern technology and the ability to see one another and that I was able to send medications, bandages, and food the same day via Wal-Mart delivery.
It is so difficult for me to not be there and one of my greatest fears happened in less than a week that I left my baby there. My worst fear is one of my babies being taken (kid-napped) but something happening to them when I am so far way is another. Although, I know we have been blessed, I am emotionally tired. I worry, as I am certain most parents do. We are beyond thankful it is not as bad as it could have been and our daughter is okay.
