OUCH!

As if my Dad dying wasn't enough. The night before his funeral as Lauren was driving home from U. of I., she hit a deer on the highway going 70mph. This is the result. $6800 in damage, but my baby was fine, not a scratch. The only casualty aside from the Jeep was her cell phone. When Rick and I showed up at the accident scene I just about collapsed. Apparently when she hit the deer her hood flew up and blocked her visibility, at which point she ran off the road just missing a slew of trees and a huge guard rail. It had been such an emotional week but when I saw that Lauren was OK, I lost it. In her effort to calm me down, Lauren simply said, "It's OK Mom. Grandpa was watching out for me." At that point, I realized that my Dad will always be with us, in the best of times and the worst. Thanks Dad. I miss you.