So today we are counting our blessings. Yesterday morning Josh was in a pretty bad motorcycle accident. Thankfully, Josh is okay... He walked away with a broken wrist and a few scratches. I guess a truck cut him off when he was on his way to work forcing him to slam on his breaks and fly off the bike @ 45 mph. It was quite scene, Josh said there was a firetruck, ambulance and police... the whole Sha-Bang :) SO I woke up afraid to see that I had missed 13 calls! (my phone was on silent) Couldn't believe it. So when I finally called him he was already at the hospital and ready for me to come pick him up. My poor baby! All I could think about all day was how if he wouldn't have been wearing exactly what he was (winter coat, jeans AND snowboarding pants, gloves, and a helmet) He could've been alot worse off. We just feel very blessed and grateful for what we have.
