A Flight to Remember

One of my greatest fears came true this morning. I fell/flew down the stairs of my house face down...the whole flight of stairs! Praise God I didn't have Caleb with me! I had glasses in my hands (and one of them had water sloshing in it), and as I was adjusting it at the top of the stairs, my foot must have slipped. And down I went.

It's amazing what goes through your head in a split second as something is happening to you (Can I stop this? No, I can't...just let it happen.). And then also as soon as I hit the downstairs floor, another round of things was going through my head (At least I'm not knocked out. Did I break anything? What happened to the glass cup I was carrying? Am I about to start really hurting somewhere? I am covered in water! Now I'm going to have to re-do my hair!)

I seem to be ok...at least for now. We'll see how I feel in a day or two. Right now I just have some ugly carpet burns and some pretty scary bruises. But I feel extremely lucky to be feeling ok. Ever since that happened this morning, I have been thanking God over and over and over that I'm ok.

I told my mom on the way to work that I'm going to start going down the stairs on my bottom from now on. :) So if Caleb thinks that is the only way to go down stairs his whole life, this may be why. :)