Life....

Life....well, where do I start?
I received a phone call from my grandfather last week at 5 a.m. My grandfather is about to be 88 years old...with that said, I never expect a phone call from him at 5 a.m....when I saw my grandparents name appear on my phone as it was ringing I knew something was wrong. I answered and he calmy told me that my mom had been taken to the hospital by the ambulance and they weren't sure what was going on. He told me that my aunt was meeting the ambulance at the hospital but that I probably needed to get there...of course I would be there! I threw on my clothes and drove as fast as I considered to still be safe. To make a long story short, she is okay...after 2 nights in the hospital she has a clean bill of health....an inner ear infection with some nerve damage on both sides. We are not used to my mom being sick, or in the hospital....as a matter of fact she has never been in the hospital...only with the exception of child birth.
While I was there in the hospital I had a lot of down time...lots of time to think and to observe. I started to think about life....at one point I saw an older lady brought in on a stretcher with an oxygen tank, the paramedics wheeled her to a room....a few minutes latter I saw her husband come around the corner with a little bag that appeared to be her belongings (medicines, etc...). I thought to myself.....50 years ago they were probably in the hospital having children...she would have been walking in and he was probably carrying her bag of personal items for the stay in the hospital...oh, how time changes things.
Hospitals scare me....especially since I have been in one off and on this last year more than I could have ever imagined. However, hospitals are where we celebrate some of the most exciting times of our lives...with that being said, its also where we see....death of newborn babies, accidents where people will never be the same....families waiting on word about a loved one....lots of different emotions come and go every day....if the walls could talk theres no telling what we would hear.
How can one place be so sad for one family on any given day but yet on the other hand be so happy for another family? On the saddest day of mine and Dave's lives....losing Harper...saying goodbye to our Angel. some other family was welcoming their newest addition...or preparing to take their loved one home....who like my mom was healthy enough to leave and go home. Life....a simple word...4 letters....yet so much bigger so much more....
Thankfully this trip was happy for our family...my mom is 100% healthy...she gave us a good scare but thank God she is okay....I just pray for the other families who aren't always so fortunate.