The call that every Dad dreads

Don’t worry Dad, I am fine, but we’ve had an accident

Can you imagine if it were your daughter that had defied death and somehow crawled through the smashed passenger window – guided by the hands of generous strangers – of this wreck? 

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10.52am I received the call. You hear the first few words and then nothing else sinks in. Somehow, Ana and Anthony both walked away from this completely unscathed. Fortunately, the three boys were with us and not in that car.

Maybe you have been there yourself. How did it impact your life? I know how it has imacted ours.

When the enormity of it began to sink in and I reran the first words she said, “Don’t worry…”, these words from a big hit that has been in my head for 16 years came flooding back:

“Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.
The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind.
The kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday”.

But it wasn’t an idle Tuesday, it was Monday 26th January, 2015 – a day that will change our lives forever. Life only works properly with Ana in it, she has been my ultimate constant for 22 years…the heart beat running through it. I was there to see her squeeze those three beautiful boys, the heart beats that run through hers, and as I thought about how we live our lives a slither away from catastrophe I realised somewhere else another Daddy would not have been so lucky today. We are really supposed to truly live our lives.