Jessica Kelso

Due to somebody being in a hurry to turn into Publix, my dad spent the day in the ER. He’s fine and we only have God to thank for that. It could have been much worse, but as usual he had somebody certain keeping him safe. I’m pretty sure my dad is invincible, if there is such a thing. He’s battled cancer, been through numerous surgeries, was ran over by a car (and lived!), has staples in his chest, a pain pump in his stomach. . . and the list goes on. I’ve never met somebody so tough. He has some bruises, cuts, a really sore neck, back, and stomach, but they found no serious internal injuries and released him a couple of hours ago. It was a huge scare especially being so soon after my mom’s car accident. It just goes to show how short life really is and to slowwwwww down.

What me smile today was my dad telling a story of the first thing he thought about when he came to. He was supposed to be picking up my nephew Aidan from school later in the day and he figured he needed to tell my brother he wouldn’t be able to. So he searched everywhere for his phone and called him immediately. That’s my dad, always thinking of others before himself.