A year ago today, I had spent a lovely Mother’s Day with my family. I was about half way to work and my phone rang with Otis’ ringtone. When I answered my phone, I heard the unfamiliar voice of a lady. She was calling to tell me that she was standing with my daughter…..that my family had been in a wreck and that my husband was over with my son… and that the paramedics were working on him.

Talk about SCARY.

I turned my car around so fast. I made that trip back to Johns Island in record time. The kind stranger tried to assure me that she was sure he would be ok. She told me that they had stopped the bleeding and that there was so much traffic from the accident that I probably wouldn’t even be able to get through. She said that she wasn’t sure if there was any point in me even trying to come. Hello? I haven’t even talked to my husband yet and you’re telling me that paramedics are “working” on my son. I thanked her for calling me and standing with my scared Allie and then I assured her that I would find a way to get through, not to worry about that.

It was a pretty bad accident. A driver crossed the yellow line into Otis’ lane. To avoid a head on collision, he turned into a ditch and the truck ended up becoming airborne. The other driver still hit him and went on to also hit the car behind him.

It’s humbling how moments like this can happen in a flash. You are never prepared. Everything can change in one single instance.

I still get a knot in my stomach thinking about that day. If my mind wanders to that idea of what could have been…

I could have lost my entire family that day.

I am FOREVER grateful for God’s hand of protection on them and His mercy that day.

Psalm 121:7- The Lord will keep you from all harm— He will watch over your life…

Thank you Jesus for holding my family in the palm of Your hand on that day and always!