Unbeknownst to be I had a divine appointment with the Lord. I know now without a doubt that he orders our steps, strategically placing us where we can be used of him.
In preparation for our weekend trip to Atlanta (which has now been canceled) I promised Ashlyn I would come over to help clean. I would even get up early when her alarm clock (Ayden) went off. At 7:30 I rolled out of bed, threw on some clothes and went. No make up. Weston fixed us eggs for breakfast. After breakfast he and Evan were watching a tv show on Ghosts. I told them "Turn that mess off. The only ghost I believe in is the holy ghost." Weston replied matter of factly, "Yeah me too. He watches over me."
No soon had he said those words than he and Evan were off on their bikes riding through the neighborhood. Ashlyn and I moved to the kitchen where we were cleaning out and organizing the cabinets. A short while later I heard Evan banging on the door. Knowing his joking nature and the way we like to pick around, I blew him off and wouldn't open the door. When Evan became frantic and started crying I knew that something really was wrong. He told us Weston had been run over and was lying in the street.
We thought they were riding their bikes- we didn't realize Weston had gotten off his bike and was driving a double seater go-cart. Apparently the go-cart stalled in the road and a van hit them and drove off.
Ashlyn rushed out the door and I stayed behind with Evan and Ayden. Ashlyn had been on the phone with Emerald. I called her back and all I could say was "Weston's been hit."I called Kennette and we started praying. I heard sirens- I knew things couldn't be good. A few minutes passed and Ashlyn called me to come by her side. Evan was too traumatized to leave the house. I threw Ayden in the car with no car seat and took off. Thankfully when I got to the scene I couldn't see anything because everything was blocked by EMT and paramedics. No sooner had I gotten out of the car than the EMT was pulling away with Weston. They were taking him to the local fire department where he would be life flighted to CMC-Main in Charlotte. Ashlyn and I rushed home for her to change clothes and lock up. I called Emerald and all I could get out was "You've got to come! You've got to come!" We jumped in my car and I drove her and Ayden to CMC-Main. It was all a blur- the minute we got in the car I started praying out loud. Ashlyn kept saying "I think he's ok. He looks a lot better than the other little boy involved." Even with a few tears Ashlyn was remarkably calm. We met Ashlyn's parents on the highway and kept going, we didn't have time to waste. We got to the trauma unit anxiously awaiting Weston's arrival. Lynn beat us there. There was a slight mixup, Weston arrived first. This was not a good sign. They quickly moved us out of the trauma unit and into a private waiting area where family and close friends were starting to gather. From there they took us to the Lavigne Children's Center where Weston would be treated. It was no time before pastors and more friends and family would gather. The afternoon was spent in prayer and vigil, holding each other tight. My cell phone battery died, I guess from talking so much, so I had to go to my car and try to charge it for a little while. While in the car I started praying and listening to music. It was then God reminded me of Weston's last words, "Yeah me too. He watches over me." These words brought much comfort to me. I knew that things were going to be ok. Late this evening Weston came out of surgery- hanging on for dear life. The injuries he sustained were serious and life threatening. He has a broken left femur, broken pelvis, broken right arm, broken ribs, lacerated spleen, lost a kidney, severe road rash, traumatic bruising, collapsed lung and torn back muscles. I was able to see him briefly tonight after he came out of surgery. Nothing could ever ever prepare you for something like that. 12 hours earlier we were laughing and talking, now I was talking and he was in a comatose state. To say that I've felt a rollercoaster of emotions would be an understatement. Emerald and I left the hospital with Ayden tonight. We are going to spend the next few days and nights with him. I need the security of holding him tight. I would love to go to Dana's wedding in Atlanta this weekend, but there is NO way I am leaving their side.
I bought the boys a Spiderman ice-cream to keep them entertained.
Emerald and Ayden taking a break on the 12 floor outside play garden.
Erin doing what he does best! Keeping Ayden straight!
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