This past Monday, life in the office where Ed and I work, had a different tone to it. The company we work for is pretty small. 15-17 people from receptionist all the way up to the president. So when something happens to someone, everyone knows and is affected inside somehow. This was the case Monday.
The HR, finance and everything-in-between-that-deals-with-money guy was in an accident. Different stories have been heard via family and the news, but the bottom line is, he was painting his house with the help of the youth group from his church where he's also an assistant pastor at, was up two stories on a ladder, it tipped, he jumped and got a pretty good shock through him and the teenager who was holding the ladder was electorcuted and died immediately when the ladder touched a high power voltage line.
Chris is still in the hospital, in an induced coma, bandaged hands and feet. Something was said about spine and neck injuries also. He's 36 years old. Married with four elementary aged kids.
This really put life in perspective. Life changes that fast. Split seconds and familes are changed forever. How often do I go through life thinking that everything is going great? Often. Until something like this shakes me to my core. It makes me really take a step back. To remember that I do not rule my life and everything that happens in it. To say I love you more. To give hugs to my husband, kids, family and friends more. To not get so bent out of shape over the little things. To be thankful every day for the life I have and not take it for granted. Because this week I have been reminded that life can change in the blink of an eye.