March 7, 2014

It's funny how quickly your perspective changes when something happens to your family. I was so excited yesterday when I found out that I was a finalist in the Foreigner lip sync contest. It was totally unexpected, and a fun surprise. Then I got a call from my son Dakota who is going to college about 5 hours from here in St George. He told me what was going on and his plans for the summer. We talked for quite a while. It's always good to hear from him. 

Then Last night around 8 o'clock, I received a call from a paramedic in St George. He told me that Dakota had been hit by a car at an intersection in a crosswalk, and that he was being taken to the hospital. He did tell me that he was coherent and talking (and joking) with them. For an agonizing 2 and a half hours we waited for news. I prayed like I never have before. Suddenly everything else became insignificant. Finally a call came in, and I heard a tired voice say, "Hi Mom. Just want to let you know that I'm ok." How grateful I am for miracles in my life! He has a severe concussion and road rash and bruises all over, but he is expected to make a full recovery. He was crossing the cross walk with a walk sign when a pizza delivery driver came around the corner without stopping (he was programming his GPS) and hit him, witnesses say, at about 30 miles per hour. He was flipped completely and landed on the windshield of the car before falling to the road. Had he not hit the car, police say he would have landed on his head in the road and would most likely have been killed. So grateful for tender mercies and a loving Father in Heaven who had his eye on him! 

For those of you who know Kota, he is always the Joker, and was apparently making jokes even in the ambulance. He told the paramedic, "Just think how late that pizza is going to be!"

Love that boy!