We Need a Miracle.

These past few days have been filled with sadness and lots of praying.

One of my childhood friends, Sam's (Sam-I-Am), parents were in an accident while on their motorcycle. The wind took them. They did not hit anything, no one crashed into them. It was just wind. Strong wind. They had their helmets on, but that did not help with my Auntie Lori. (growing up we called them Auntie Lori and Uncle Jim and I still do when I see them now). Both of them were rushed to the hospital and Auntie Lori was flight for life. They were sent to separate hospitals. 

From what I know is that my Uncle Jim has broken ribs and arms. He is still in the hospital and has just found out about Auntie Lori and he is not doing well with that :'(. I can't even imagine....

Auntie Lori is now in a coma with a swollen brain. She has broken bones over he entire body, including her face and has a ruptured spleen (sp?). The numbers given by the doctors are not good. The doctors say even if she makes it out of this (2%) she will never be herself. She won't be able to communicate. 

This is just the saddest thing. I wish so badly that I was home right now so I could be with Sam. Sam has been my friend since I was 4 years old. We used to live in the same town homes with them...us on one end, their family on the other end. Our families were inseparable. They would come camping with us in the summer and we would go to their house even after we moved away to Hartford. Sam and I have stayed in touch to this day. We don't see each other as often as I would like and the timing never works out to visit when I'm home. She'll always be my friend though and I am just crushed knowing she is going through this right now. 

Today I cried. I haven't yet because I've been pushing it off. I didn't want to cry. I was talking to my mom while she was in the hospital with Sam in the room with Auntie Lori. (My mom drove to Illinois to be with them today...that's where the accident happened). Sam was out of the room when I called and when she came back in the room my mom handed her the phone. I hadn't talked to her yet and the second I heard her voice I burst into tears. I hadn't called yet because I knew I would break down and I wanted to be strong for her. I'm so mad that I cried. She said she hasn't been answering her phone because it's too hard to talk so it was okay that I texted instead. My mom has been talking with her a lot these past few days. My mom is really good at that. She is the best person I know to talk to when you need someone to comfort you. She is very nurturing like that. I'm so glad she is there with her. 

My mom has been crying a lot. She is now with my Uncle Jim. Sam asked my mom to explain to my Uncle Jim that he needs to stay where he is so he can heal. He just wants to be with his wife. I'm so so sad for him. Now I'm crying again. I should stop writing. 

This is just not real. This isn't supposed to happen. This is something from an awful sad horrible movie. Not real life. Not to Sam. Not to Uncle Jim & Auntie Lori. They're wonderful people. I have such amazing memories with them growing up. I keep thinking about Auntie Lori knowing her and Sam can never talk again. It's horrible. Most of my memories with her are just talking with her. Mostly in her kitchen with Sam. I can hear her laugh and picture her smile clear as day! Even though I haven't seen her in a few years.

Before I left to live in Florida at Disney I remember being there with her and how excited she was to hear all about it. 

She is strong. We need a big miracle on this one, God. 

If you pray, please pray for them. 

-Chelsea-