A sight that you don't want to see...

OK, it wasn't actually like this at all. Except for maybe the down for the count part. But, there she was. A helpless little girl laying there crying on the side of the road, bicycle laying not far away, with 3 "blood fearing" adults standing by. One of them brave enough to try and hold a towel by her face where the blood was coming from near her eye, and lots of it. Hope, Jenna friend was in hysterics. Not the good kind either.
Jenna had run in the house, (I was still getting out of the shower) and told me that Hope was on the ground crying and a couple of the neighbors were there. I thought that she just had fallen off her bike and would be right in. I finished getting dressed and started to comb my hair when I thought that just a little too much time had passed.
I went to look out the front door. No one was there.
I went to investigate when I found the group that had gathered around Hope who was laying there crying.
Apparently I was the only one that didn't fear blood or the only one that didn't care enough and thought that the child's well being was more important at the time (blood don't bother me) so, I took the towel. I don't know if it was the way I held it, or my voice or both, however I told her that I was there and to relax her head and she just laid her head in my hand and did relax and the crying did calm down until her mother got there.
I am not a hero. My point in all this is it could have been any child.
I would have helped any child.
This is a big hill that the kids love to zoom down. Granted it is fun, but, after yesterday, no more zooming. No helmet would have helped this. Hope suffered a bump on the forehead, a big cut under her eye, a large cut on the finger, plus a bruised finger and who knows how many other bruises and cuts.
If it were Jenna, she would have went to the ER. Hope don't even remember how it happened.
Our children are in so much danger everyday knowingly and unknowingly. We send them on the school bus to the school with trust in the "system" that we will get them home safely. We send them "up" the hill assuming they will return safely "down" the hill. We send them "out" to play assuming that they will return safely "in" from playing. But, do we "really" KNOW this? No, we don't.
So, yep, I babbled on again. But, if nothing else came out of this story. Turn around, go in the other room, call your child in the room and tell them you love them and give them a hug. Don't "assume" that they just know.
On that note.
Til next time...
Just me