Beautiful Day...

Wednesday..was the longest day I have ever had..Wednesday...I was sitting at the table helping Emily with homework..the phone rings..I answered it..time stopped...Logan has been hit by a car..It echoed over and over..I felt the blood drain from my body..I grabbed my keys and ran..left my daughters...left the gate wide open for our dogs to wander off..And, the song.. Beautiful Day was singing from my radio..

It's a beautiful day
Sky falls, you feel like
It's a beautiful day
Don't let it get away

When I got to the scene...Logan was laying in the street..scared..his face pale..lips cracked and bloody..His head propped on his backpack..His bicycle crumpled in front of a mini van..one tire was over by the curb..the other was still attached to the bike..The police had encircled his body so noone could run him over..I could hear the sirens of the ambulance..I could hear peoples worried voices...I focused on that song..The sky was falling..but, I was not going to let this moment get away..

I laid down next to him in the street..Asked if he could move his extremities..when I saw that he could..I held his face in my hands.. looked at him.. nose to nose..and said.."Logan..we are going to say a prayer right now..a prayer of thanksgiving...we prayed together..Thank you God.." we repeated it over and over..

I heard things from the the police and EMT's like.. going 35 mph..thrown 25 feet..deformed leg..crushed knee..should have serious brain damage..needs surgery..back could have problems..

I just focused on the words to that song..It was a beautiful day..My son was alive..he was lucid..he moved his hands..and feet...

When we arrived at the hospital..and the case was presented to the physicians..who were waiting for us..they gasped..expecting some horrible results..Logan was still screaming about his knee..They could not give him enough morphine for his pain...I was scared..I was more scared then I have ever been in my life..but, never showed it to him..I was calm..I was collected...I was focused..

I am not going to make you endure every detail so I will give you a few highlights..I received 364 text messages that night...every single one was a person praying..and they were passing the information to others to pray..The phone has not stopped ringing with well wishers..Our dinner table has been filled with a home cooked meal every night..a few of Logan's past teachers have called.. as well his current ones...coaches have stopped by..prayer groups gathered..friends became family..and strangers became friends..we felt ( and still do..)such an out pouring of love and support..it is overwhelming how grateful we feel..

As for Logan..After rushing him in..putting an x on his leg because of the surgery they expected to perform..all the x rays came back clear..the doctors came in and wanted to recheck his leg..shocked..it was completely normal..completely..just a few minor scrapes..not even a bruise..His back just a few road rashes..And, that book bag that was propped under his head..that book bag saved his head from ever touching the ground..

He has 2 hairline fractures in his pelvis..He was hit by a van..and his only wound is a hairline fracture....The physicians were referring to him as a 'wonder boy'..they just couldn't understand how he could be in such a major crash and sustain such minimal damage..

Heaven was flooded with prayers that day..and they were answered.

It was a beautiful day..