The Natasha Richardson story has been bothering me since it happened. She's only 45 years old and it's such a freakish accident. There's nothing sure about life. The 'Parent Trap' movie that she starred in with Lindsay Lohan is one of my favourites.
I went for an early morning walk with my friend. I heard there was some excitement at the gym this morning. First, the fire alarm went off, then they had to evacuate the daycare on site. Then this hyper little boy tripped and gashed his head just inside the gym. The ambulance was called as there was lots of blood and a hysterical mother. I'm thinking that gashes in the head can be very bloody, but they are usually more horrible than they look. Well, I hope that's the case here.
I got L a new canvas for some art homework she has over the holidays, just a small one. K is now all set up with his new savings and chequing accounts. (All he needs is a job, I guess!)
We're going to visit M's mom this evening when L returns from her tennis lesson.
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4 comments:
You are right, the Natasha story is very sad!
Prayers to her and her family
Mom, I guess her time had come.
Yes, sad. You never know. That's why I don't mind being 58. Lots of my friends didn't make it to that age.
It is scary, and sad. I loved that movie too.
I was just thinking about the fragility of life the other day. I never thought about it before. Guess that means I'm getting old.
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