None of this matters. Not Zillow, Refin, or declining home prices. Not dual agency, property inspections, termite fumigation or even our little Blog. What matters is that my 16-year old daughter is at home asleep and that she wants to be a journalist.
Any phone call from your child which begins with the words “I’m okay” is enough to send shock waves through your system. You see, on the way home from school yesterday, she was broadsided. T-boned, as Steve put it. The other driver ran a red light. One 911 call, four air bags, two flatbed tow trucks and countless tears later, both drivers walked away. The physical scrapes and bruises will heal, if not in time for the homecoming dance, then shortly thereafter. The emotional scars, both hers and mine, will take a little longer.
My daughter, who fashions herself the next Anderson Cooper, will now have that chance. She wants to be a journalist, and this morning, at least, that is all that matters.






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I’m sorry you had to go through this, but I’m glad everyone came through it okay.
You got it right here. kathleen and I have 6 who have a total of 23 who have a total of 6. Figure that joyfull number out. Lar PS, I love San Diego.
Thanks, Greg. Life’s good.
Oh Kris – that is horrible. I agree with you – when it comes to our kids — NOTHING MATTERS more than them. Thankfully she is OK and I hope you begin to breathe again.
From a Dad’s perspective, all I know is that my kids are going to get many hugs and kisses daily. How easily we can take something so precious for granted…
A reminder – why my kids and I always say ‘love you’ at the end of every single conversation we have. I’ve been through a traumatic event with my daughter. Give her a hug for all of us.
glad to hear everyone came out of the accident ok. really does put things into prospective for us all. thanks for sharing.
Thanks to everyone for your kind thoughts. Larry – I can’t possibly do the math, but what a stud you must be!
Spent the day in Urgent Care and, many x-rays later, all is well. Back to blogging and life as usual tomorrow, although I will greet the day more enlightened and grounded.
Wow, that pushes everything into perspective.
I’m glad I get to feel the appreciation and relief parts of the story without having to go through the worry and hurt that your family has.
Business is business, but family is forever…
Greg
Amen, Greg.