What is it about a mother’s heart that falls when your kid calls you and starts the conversation with, “I am okay, but”? My heart fell earlier this week when Rachel called and said those exact words. She was straddling the hitching rail at camp and lost her balance and fell…breaking her right thumb (she’s right-handed, of course!) at the base where it connects to her wrist. What threw me into a panic more was when she uttered the words…..pins and surgery.  As I talked, I tried to stay calm but of course, the water works had to turn on.  My daughter then proceeded to tell me that she had actually injured herself on Monday but she knew I’d freak out & waited until Tuesday after the dr appt to call me.  So now I am mad she didn’t call me when it happened and I explained that I could handle that type of news, pray through it all & even slept at night (unlike Grandma who would be up half the night with worry!).  What a range of emotions….a falling heart, shock, worry, anger, love, thankful she wasn’t hurt worse than she was and appreciation for those at camp who have been caring for her….including her boyfriend, Andrew, and her brother, Kyle.   Through my conflicted emotions, I wanted to hop in the truck & drive to Iowa to be with her for her first surgery.  Yet, I wondered if I was over-reacting to a small injury and she was in great care and I could truly stay home & be a support from a far.  Afterall, it would not be known until Wed morning after she saw the bone specialist whether she would actually even need the pins and surgery.  I decided to stay home and keep in touch via my wonderful cellular device and asked many friends to pray.  Of course, she made it through surgery well and has 3 pins, a cast, 3 forms of medication, and all the TLC in the world at camp.  My prayers were answered and now my emotions have turned to relief, continued prayer for pain maintenance, glad that I can see her on Sunday when I go to volunteer at camp for the week and joy that God can take care of my kid so much better than I can, even when I am 3 1/2 hours away!  I am also hoping that my emotional roller coaster can slow down a bit so I don’t have to hear one of these phone calls again….”mom, I am okay, but….”.

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