I just heard a story in tonight's news and I had to share.
A woman in Budapest was walking with her 4 year old son and pushing her 8 months old child in the baby carriage, when a huge piece of stone carving fell off of the house they were walking by. The street was full of people who were shocked by what happened. The dog sized stone fell right to the handle of the carriage that made it tilt and the baby fell out, onto the stone. The mother's hand was seriously injured but the baby had only a scratch and the 4 year old was not injured at all.
Half a step to any direction and the stone would have killed immediately whoever it lands on. It was only the matter of inches.
There are angels watching our steps and no one will ever be able to convince me of the contrary.
Juggling motherhood, unemployment, depression and needlework obsession on my own with a (somewhat forced) smile on my face.
Showing posts with label accident. Show all posts
Showing posts with label accident. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
Sunday, May 14, 2006
The most loving wife
My beloved husband, Oliver, has grabbed the stitching I left on the table to put it aside so he would have enough space to dine. He immediately hissed with pain. When I asked him what happened, he said "I reached into your needle and it ran into my finger pretty deep". So, what's a tender caring wife to say in a case like this? I dunno, 'cos all I asked was "did you smear any blood on my stitching or the floss?"
He said that I am insensitive. I have no idea why he should think so. I am VERY sensitive of my stitching. :P
He said that I am insensitive. I have no idea why he should think so. I am VERY sensitive of my stitching. :P
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