Update on Kirby/Christmas 2010

Everything was ready to go...wassail, breakfast casserole, homemade cinnamon rolls, presents under the tree.  My Mom had done a beautiful job of creating the perfect Christmas morning.

And then we got a call.

These calls set us off.  Sometimes we even shudder when the phone rings.

We heard the word life threatening and everyone about lost control.  It didn't matter that they had said it wasn't life threatening.  To us, a call from the police simply means that nothing will ever be the same again. 

All bodily functions start to shut down.

Kirby (my 26 year old brother) had been travelling from Harrison to Springdale, hit some ice on a bridge, and flipped his truck a few times.

Breathe, Becke', just breathe.

We locked up the house and our dreams for a perfect Christmas morning and headed to the ER to spend the rest of the day.  It was eerily quiet there.  You could have heard our hearts pounding through our chests if it weren't for the aquarium tank meant to provide some color and life to the dreadful scene.

Surely God won't take my brother, too.  Surely He will spare Mom and Dad this.  Surely.

Surgery on a shattered femur bone, a broken wrist and a ghastly flesh wound in the eyebrow area started at one.  It lasted for three and a half hours.

All I could think of was "Kirby is alive. Alive. We can deal with anything as long as he is alive."

He was moved to ICU.  We had no choice but to go home.  The boys opened their Christmas presents.

Surreal.  This is all too surreal.

As they were trying to move him to a different room today, he somehow got overdosed on morphine.  Mom called to say they almost lost him.

Surely God won't take my brother, too.  Surely He will spare Mom and Dad this.  Surely.

And yet the past three years have taught me that there are no surelys.  It doesn't lessen God's sovereignty or goodness, but nothing is for sure...

So Kirby is trying to rest with shattered bones as we try to rest in God and His perfect plan.

We are so thankful that as of today, that plan means life.

We'll take life any ol' day.