Yesterday was a fun day and a stressful day all in one. Briley had his last band competition of the year. They had a great show! Marching Titans felt another win. And it felt good! They were a bit sad to not win Grand Champion (kinda like best of show). A few of the seniors were talking about how they would have liked to have gone out with a bang. And then we got on the busses to go home.
And on our way a car almost hit our first bus. And then the car hit the back of our second bus, sending the bus across traffic and into some trees which abruptly brought the bus to a stop. And then the car headed straight into our bus and at the last second swerved so the impact was not head on, but instead made the passenger side smash into and bounce off the bus and land roadside.
And then we didn't really like that we had wished to go out with a memorable bang. There was a lot of organized chaos. There were some hurt kids. Thankfully the injuries in all vehicles were not life threatening. It was a long night. Or an early morning. Whichever way you want to look at things. I guess it's all about perspective. Watching parents who only know 'two busses hit, injuries' race to the scene and search in the dark through the pile of kids in different places brought panic to my heart. I was thankful I was sitting next to my little tuba man and I knew he was okay. Tears fell down my cheek watching kids run into their parents arms. It was emotional and sweet all swirled together.
While it was bad and I wouldn't want to repeat the experience, it could have been so much worse. I am not letting my brain play the what if game. I can't. I am going to play the thankful game. Thankful my mama is here and how even at my age, she brings me loving comfort and encouragement. Thankful my little 6 pack is about to be nestled in bed safely for the night. Thankful for the opportunity which awaits Keith and I as we travel to Uganda in the morning.
May your tomorrow be a beautiful thing!
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