Many of you are familiar with my daughter. Whether you have gotten to know her impish side or you get infequent tastes of her charisma via video blogs, you are probably sure to know of whom I speak.
This morning my daughter came in, woke me up and proclaimed, "Hugs for daddy!!!!" She then spent some time with my wife and I as we worked to regain consciousness. We marveled at her impressive knowledge of the letters, sang songs, and enjoyed priceless family moments before getting up for work. Ultimately, the time came when I had to leave to go to school; that part-time MBA doesn't complete itself.
As I went to leave, my daughter followed me out the door. She wanted to come with me. We talked, we hugged, and in the end she stayed home with mom.
Part way through my dinner I got a call from my wife informing me my daughter had fallen into the pool and was on her way to the hospital. You always think you will know what will happen in those instances. Me? At first I thought this was a sick joke, but my wife's sobbing on the other end of the line convinced me otherwise. I gathered up my stuff and drove to the hospital through Bay Area rush hour traffic. I was relieved to find out my daughter had not only survived, but may just pull through without much long-term damage. For that, I am very grateful.
I know some of you have lost those dear to you. Some have even outlived their children, but I never imagined the fear and the pain that comes when you find out your loved one is hurt. While I am definitely relieved she survived and am glad she will continue to be a beautiful part of our family for the forseeable future, my wife and I know that our relationships can exist beyond this fragile, mortal life. That provides a great confort in the face of significant uncertainty. Needless to say, incidents like this really put life and priorities into perspective.
Any thoughts, prayers, and well wishes on behalf of my precious daughter would be very much appreciated.
UPDATE: Thanks to everybody's prayers, thoughts and well wishes! Our daughter should have no problems whatsoever!
Below is a picture of her in a big-girl chair. She decided she had enough of the recovery bed. Now she is drawing, singing and watching fun movies with mom, dad, and brother. . . And she also got some fun socks to wear.
UPDATE 2: We are home. It seems we are out of the woods. Hopefully my precious daughter will safely be around long after daddy is gone.
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