Hard Knocks of Life

Korie was playing on the metal handrails at school last week. She fell off and landed face first onto the concrete steps. Ironically, she was waiting outside in front of the school getting ready to load up to go hit the slopes with her ski club at school. I was having major anxiety about it. She has only gone skiing two times and this was the only trip that neither Mark or I could make. I called my Mom friends, talked to the trip coordinator, begged them all to watch over her carefully. I am thinking maybe God thought she wasn't meant to go skiing that day either. Whew! She ended up with 2 stitches and hopefully a lesson learned.