May 24th

I am so glad that I wrote my previous post about my loves.  

My boys truly are my loves.

I am glad that I have this blog to write about our happy times, our milestones and yes even my crafts and quilting.

I am glad that I can share silly pictures and write about our happenings.

(a surprise picture taken by the husband - morning snuggles with mommy)

We had something happen the day after my last post. 

May 24th 

Something that could have changed our lives and our family forever.

We were hurt, physically and emotionally.

And we will be hurt for awhile because of what happened.

We went out to dinner as a family. 

We were leaving the restaurant and waiting for my husband and Joey to go to the bathroom.  Me and my little one were waiting for them in the lobby.

Somthing popped. 

Something really loud.

Something I have never heard before.

Then I saw blood on the floor and felt something burning on my legs.

I saw my little one shaking and crying and then I realized it was a gun shot.

We are doing OK.

There are several bullet fragments in my legs and my little one had surgery to remove a fragment from his finger.

We are healing.

We are surrounded by people who love and care about us.

We love them all too.

We will be ok. 

It will take time, lots of time.

But I worry about these boys.

Of course I worry about them, I am their mom.

Summertime is here, I want them to have happy times.

Happy smiles, careless days, no worries.

I love all of my boys, they are my boys to take care of.

We will all heal.