Although it surely feels like a tragedy to my youngest son, [and quite honestly, to the rest of us] he DID get up off the turf. We are all trying to keep some perspective...it was not a life threatening injury. It was not a career ending injury. He will be fine. He will play football again. But that doesn't keep us from soaking up the love we've felt since Friday morning.
and Friday night I had this conversation with my husband...
Me: "You know how when something bad happens to someone, and you tell them you'll pray for them?"
Me: "and you know how it feels so small? like, surely you could do more?'
Me: "well. it's BIG... and it does help" [and that last bit said through tears]
There is nothing like the love and support from family and friends [and friends who ARE your family] when you are going through a tough time. We sincerely appreciate the prayers and thoughts and texts and calls and visits and the Sunday dinner. Thank you SO MUCH from the bottom of our hearts.