broken bone, broken dream

The day started with a first smile from the baby. The kind you wait nine months for. The kind that reminds you that everything in the world is good.

At noon the phone rang and the school said that Emma had been hurt. When I got to the school I could tell just by the way that she was sitting that she was in real pain. We went home, and the tears just could not be stopped...she was really hurt. I called her Doctor, who told me to take her in for an X ray. I knew we were in trouble when I touched her arm and she yelled in pain. Not a good sign from my tough little girl. As soon as the X ray came out the Dr said, "Well we have a break in the collar bone." Then Emma REALLY started to cry. I finally got her home and set up in the recliner so that she could rest. It is hard to keep this girl down, so I knew she was really hurting.

At four Kory went to get his booth for the Republican Convention.

At five the delegates started showing up.

At six we were pulling out all the stops, making sure everyone knew who he was.

At six thirty we had one of many delegates stop and tell us that they had heard great things about Kory, and that he came highly recommended for the position of Assessor.

At seven Kory gave a magnificent speech to the auditorium filled with delegates.

Ten minutes later we both had tummy nerves.

I have never been so proud of him.

At eight Emma had some medicine for her pain. And feel asleep

At ten Kory came through the door, and I knew just by the way he quietly shut the door and set down his keys that he had not made it through to the Primary election.

At midnight, I finally fell asleep and wished I could erase the whole day.

Until... I remembered how my morning had started...