Gratitude

I have found that when the weather is beautiful, the sun is shining, and the sky is blue, I seem to neglect writing down the sunshiney moments that occur.  I still catch them, still think to myself that I want to write about them.  But I don't actually document them.

I want to be sure to do that.  I will need them when the gloom and grey skies are back. I will want to reread them, relive them.

SO....

This past weekend was awful.  My sweet Evelyn had a nasty fall and ended up having to have surgery to repair her injuries.  As awful as that was, I am grateful for the people who were involved in her recovery.

Ashley and Dr. Webster at her pediatrician's office were kind and gentle and did everything to ease her fear and discomfort.  Dr. Schober fit Evie into her day, already packed with other surgeries and patients to see in her office.  Her bedside manner and her skill are flawless.  The nursing staff at Hamot was AMAZING.  They understood Evie's anxiety, were amazingly kind, and even got her smiling against her will.

There are no words to describe the fear when your child is hurt.  There are also no words to describe the gratitude you feel toward the people who cared for as if she was their own.