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Moving on...
I watched a 22 year old man die this weekend. He wrecked his four-wheeler and I literally stood there and watched him die. I didn't drive myself up to the top of that dune to watch his spirit leave his body, I was told his leg was broken and wanted to watch a helicopter land. Five minutes later they were performing CPR and continued to do so as hundreds of people circled around and held our breaths. I couldn't walk away. I felt like doing that was giving up on him and the friends who were surrounding and cheering him on. I have never seen anything like it nor would I prefer to see it again. But it was such an eye opening experience. It was a confirmation to me that life is so fragile, that our bodies die but our spirits live on, and that we will get to have that body back in its perfection one day. It was devastating to watch and would never wish it upon anyone no matter what circumstances were surrounding it, and though I am the least of anyone who needed comforting at this time, I was comforted in knowing what I know and hope that those who loved this guy can know it too.
Before this experience, we had a blast. Cash rode till his thumb was cramping and he was using his wrist to push the gas. He wore the same riding pants the entire trip only taking them off to sleep. Sailor ate, ate, and slept and tried to eat sand and so mostly played in the camper. She is so easy going. Chaz did what he loves best to do. It is always so fun to see him get on his four wheeler and act like a carefree guy again. I had dune fright. Period. I worry way to much about leaving my kids motherless.
We had good company, good food, and some good relaxation as well as a sobering experience to remind us just how important our time together really is.
