Our Saturday morning started with the pooh being scared out of me.
And no, not the Winnie The Pooh kind of pooh.
My sweet as heck nephew Bryan was involved in a head-on collision early that morning, and for an hour or so, I wasn’t sure what his condition was.
I was getting bits and pieces from the news and you know who reliable they are. Not so much.
Thank the good lord he survived…physically he will heal, emotionally, it will take time. He was/is so very lucky.
I just could not imagine our life without him.
Life is fleeting.
Life is so very precious.
I’m so thankful he is still here that I might not threaten to shank him for at least a year.
Or six months. Whichever comes first.
|Bryan is just a little guy….with a big personality.|