Today was the Annual History expo for the local homeschoolers. there is a big party atmosphere as the kids show what they learned this year in History and Geography. They make tri-fold boards and displays, dress up like characters, and share with all of us what they enjoyed doing this year. At the same time the SGA has a "Come to Life Museum". The high school students choose a character from history to portray. Then the little kids walk through the rooms and listen to the characters tell about themselves.
There is also a concession stand as a fundraiser for SGA. My boys helped with it today instead of acting out a character. At one point I heard #1 say, "He's bleeding really bad." A boy had been playing on the playground, waiting for the fire truck that was going to be there as part of the festivities, and sliced his head on the playground fence. The ambulance came to check on him, and I was reminded of a day two years ago.
It was April 11th, and my baby cracked his skull, lost consciousness, and scared me to death. Last year I remembered it for the entire month of April; flashbacks, panic attacks, night sweats, you name it. This year...I thought of it a few days before the 11th, but actually forgot about it on the actual day. Then today, the 13th, it came back as I watched a mother concerned about her son's head.
So today's thanksgiving is for time that heals all wounds, even head ones. The emotional wounds are just scars that occasionally itch, and the doctor says that the physical wounds are healed as well. Thank you, God.
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