Life can change with a phone call........usually, at least in my case, not for the better. I received a call from Amanda's husband Patrick yesterday that they had been in a near-fatal car accident on Thursday. He, Amanda and two granddaughters had been out for the girl's annual Christmas treat of dinner and a play (they are around 10, I think). A car hit them going nearly 100mph and the impact threw Amanda and little Bailey out of the car. Both have been in ICU since then.
Amanda, Patrick and I have been friends for almost 30 years. It's a friendship that has been through EVERYTHING - as good friendships are, happy and sad times. We have always been there for each other. I couldn't begin to tell you all the things that she and Patrick did for me and my family in the 5 1/2 year battle with Jennifer's leukemia and Amanda took over and handled everything when Jennifer passed on. What a dear, dear friend.
I need to go to Texas to be there! She is having serious surgery today on her vertebrae and I'm not there but I will be before the week's end. So, if you don't hear from me for a while, that will be the reason.
"Each friend represents a world in us. A world
possibly not born until they arrive and it is only by
this meeting that a new world is born"