I usually take this post to recap what’s been going on this summer. I’ve jumped back into a fall schedule and have some new things in the works. My summer post is usually a mix of work projects and snapshots into life working with kids at home. This summer was no exception. We enjoyed the water, ball games, cheer practice, days on the water, trips to the grandparents and a family vacation. I worked a lot and we had a heat wave that kept us indoors more than we’d hoped. The summer ended with a bang. Literally.
I posted an update on my Facebook page about a week or so ago. The week my kids were to start back at school, my husband was hit by a car. He’s an awesome runner. His fall schedule includes a half marathon, a full marathon and the Tough Mudder. I think these are all in one month! He was out for a 14-mile run on a typical Sunday morning … start early before it gets too hot. Finish and go to church. He usually runs alone. I’m a mediocre runner and was getting ready to run with a group. I’m hoping to do a half marathon this fall. We’ll see! Anyway, just as I was heading out the door, he called and told me to come get him. He’d been struck by a car. It was one of those calls you’ll never forget.
To keep a long story short, he was running where runners should run … opposite side of the road and against traffic. He was struck from behind by a drunk driver. At 6:30am. Eighteen year old boys. They went off the road, overcorrected, came to his side of the road and then hit him. To say his guardian angels were with him that day is an understatement. He was only hit on his arm. He has some elbow and tricep damage, but did great in surgery. He’s healing and will hopefully regain the full use of his arm with some therapy. He still plans on running in the events. We’re all a little rattled but couldn’t ask for a better possible outcome. It’s a good reminder for so many … don’t drink and drive, don’t text and drive, don’t ride with friends who have been drinking, wear identification when running.
After I made sure he was in the ambulance, our family picture kept popping up in my head. We’d just had this taken in July by my friend, Wendy. I cannot tell you how many times I thought, “what if this was our last family picture?”. The reality is, it happens. It happens every day and in the blink of an eye. I can’t imagine not having these memories, these pictures. I love what I do. I’ve been designing for a very long time. It supports my family and it is the creative outlook my soul needs. I suspect many photographers feel the same way. You also give families those lasting memories and that just might be one of the best jobs in the world. Thank you! xx
All right … back to work! Thank you for all of the kind messages, prayers and patience. Definitely blessed!