Angels round about…

Yesterday, I was sitting in the kitchen at about 7 pm trying to get some work done when I heard the blinds in the girls room bang against the window.  This is not an unusual sound as they are constantly lifting the blinds to look out the window for Ethan or Baylee.  Then I heard Ellie crying…HARD, but it was muffled like she was outside or downstairs.  I yelled Ellie, “Where are you?” To my surprise, my neighbor yelled back, “She’s out here.”  My first thought was what is she doing outside without me.

I ran outside to the front yard.  Ellie was laying on the grass below her bedroom window trying to get away from my neighbor. Seeing her mouth a bit bloody and hearing her obvious “hurt” cry, I ran to her.  The neighbor lady, Patty, said that she saw Ellie fall out the window.  I screamed, “What?!”

Between talking to the lady and Ellie, I have deducted that Ellie was standing on the window sill in an attempt to show Izzy how she can balance.  She got on the window sill and called Izzy’s name and then fell through the screen of the open window right onto the coiled hose and flower bed landing on her back.

I immediately inspected her for injury.  She bit her tongue in two spots, she has a quarter size goose egg on the side of her head, her left thigh is deeply bruised, her lower back hurts “a widdle bit,” and she lost a lock of her hair {not sure what it got caught on but it came right out}.

Oh my heck, this could have been so much worse!

I called Corey. No answer.  I called my mom. No answer.  I called Kari. I was so grateful to hear her voice.  I started to cry and explained what happened and that I couldn’t get a hold of anyone.  She calmed me down and took action to get my mom or Corey to answer their phones while I kept staring at my baby hoping everything was okay with her internally.

My instincts told me everything would be okay. 

My mom finally called back and rushed over to do her own inspection of Ellie and offer her shaken daughter some support.  While she was taking us for ice cream, Corey called.  I had texted him saying that Ellie fell from her window, but that everything seemed fine.  He was naturally concerned and rushed home from his meeting in Kaysville.  {I am sure more than a few traffic laws were broken.}

I am grateful that my little story has a happy, miraculous ending!  Ellie is safe, healthy and happy with no major injury.  My mind keeps going back to the scripture in Doctrine and Covenants: “I will be on your right hand and on your left, and my Spirit shall be in your hearts, and mine angels round about you to bear you up.” D&C 84:88

After a sleepless night watching Ellie, I was sitting on the floor in the front room reading a text on my phone when Ellie said, “Mom, you should have catched me.”  Oh, my heart broke!  I know accidents happen, but my heart hurt for a moment.  I sat thinking about her comment and I put my hand on her  leg and said, “I wish I could have caught you, but I am glad I was there to pick you up.”

I have been thoughtfully considering that conversation all day in a more heavenly light. 

Miracles happen and angels are real!