Smashed Fingers
My little girl got her fingers smashed in the car door tonight. It was an accident, but it could have been avoided. It feels like the number of people around me experiencing physical pain is way out of proportion. Everywhere I look there is someone with a cast, or some bone broken, or even worse. I’m not sure why things tend to bunch together like this, but I hope we’re wrapping this one up, and I won’t have to have front row seats to so much pain. It makes me think a bit more about life, and how fragile it is. I’m sure grateful for how full life has been for our family. I’m looking forward to so much more. Life is great.
