Our prompt this week is..... GRASP
When my 12 year old was two, or close
to two, we were hanging out in the bookstore as a family. Just one of
the places we would venture on our family fun days. There we were
enjoying the quiet, the fun of the store when my little one climbed
up on the little black stepping stool in the floor. It flipped. She
landed one it. WHAM she landed on it with her chin and split it wide
open! Blood was dripping from her little face. We soaked just about
everything we had in that diaper bag with blood. Next we took off her
shorts and held them under her little face. Soaked. We had to put a
diaper under her chin. I was freaking out, but had to play super mom
and sing to her on the way to the children's hospital while my
husband drove.
Once in the room and her chin was numb
from medication, she had to have stitches. Well, being so little they
had to confine her. She was terrified. I told them let me hold her
hand and buckle me in the straps with her. I grasped her hand.....
they buckled us up and began to sew up her chin. I sang every
introduction to every cartoon she loved, every Disney song, every
church song, every nursery rhyme and in the end....when they set us
free, she hugged me. I put her in her car seat and told her what a
big girl she was. She was so sleepy. I closed the van door and sat
down in the parking deck and cried. Grasp... I needed someone to take
hold of me. :)
