Vulnerable

I have had this overwhelming sadness the last few days over the death of Natasha Richardson. What seemed to be not that unusual of an occurrence falling on the bunny slopes, turned into devastation to all that loved her.


This week, my friend took a tumble over her own two feet ,landing face down on her dining room floor. One black eye and a terrible headache later, she proceeded on with her day.


We as women are multi taskers and super succeders and so continue with the usual laundry list of chores. That is exactly what my friend did , until the exhaustion over took her being. After much coaxing , my Friend agreed to see a doctor. One MRI and a full exam later , she had a concussion ! She was restricted from all daily activity and went to bed !


After A few days of what she thought was total indulgence , she was out and about doing her normal routine. Unfortunately for my friend nothing seemed normal. The headaches where back and so was the inability to function at her usual pace.


Today she spent the day having repeated tests and we have yet to know the results.


When unexpected accidents happen to total strangers or someone near and dear, it leaves us feeling very vulnerable , knowing it could happen just as easily to any of us.





I pray for the family of Natasha Richardson to find peace an understanding .