EMS Awareness Week: May 21st thru 27th
Give a First Responder a Hug
How often do we offer that "thank you" to someone doing their "job"? I like to think we all do at some time or another.
I am guilty of waiting five years to send that "thank you" to some of the most important people on this planet---those who saved my son's life. Yes, they were "doing their job," but what they do isn't just a "job;" we rely on them. We depend on them. We NEED them. And what they did that particular morning impacted my family in a way no one knows but us. I thank them for choosing the job they did---and I thank them for being where they were so greatly needed.
So I am sharing my personal letter.
To Those Who Responded on February 19, 2012,
(Approximately 3:15 am on 55 in Madison county.)
I just spent Mother’s Day with my kids, with ALL my kids, like I do every year. And I have you to thank for that. It’s been over five years since the accident, yet rarely a day goes by when I don’t think about those who saved my son’s life. Those first days were about wondering if he’d live. The following weeks were about wondering what his life would be like. The months that followed were about pulling it all together and being so very, very grateful for the gift of second chances. And through those days, weeks, and months when my focus was my son, something so very important got put on the shelf. That “something” was thanking those who saved my son’s life. Please know, you have always been in my heart and in my thoughts--always.
There were oh-so-many angels that made my son’s recovery possible; many we can see and some we can only feel. But of all the human angels that made Michael’s recovery possible, you were, and are, the most important. You were there first. YOU saved his life. You were there for him. I don’t know any words other than Thank You! Thank you for doing what you do and thank you for being there for my son. There just aren’t words.
Through all those days, weeks, and months I never made that “thank you” happen. We just passed the fifth anniversary of “that day.” Now, with the passing of another Mother’s Day and with EMS awareness week approaching, I need to let those who saved my son’s life know how forever grateful I am.
With the time between then and now, I hope this actually reaches those who responded to my son’s accident----and I would love nothing more than to be able to give you a hug. You see, you not only saved my son’s life, you saved mine. YOU impacted an entire family---and Michael’s friends-----and now those whose lives Michael has touched since then. You truly are angels that appeared through the earliest and darkest hours of that morning.
Thank you with all my heart.
I am blessed to be able to share a story of such remarkable recovery. And it all wouldn't have been possible if not for those very first (human) angels that were there for my son.