worrying

my grandmother is 82. i came home yesterday afternoon after being at the kids' schools, getting them all registered and ready for the new school year to a bunch of messages from my sister and mom.

my grandmother was in a car accident, they hit a deer. she was traveling with her dear friend tom. luckily they were in his huge truck and not her buick. but they were still banged up pretty badly. they were both life-flighted to SLC and now we just wait. they both had internal bleeding. broken backs, my nana has breaks in her pelvis.

they are both facing rehab and braces. that doesn't sit well, both have been active active active. tom's in his 90s and still goes out to check on his cattle, on his own.

i deal well with grief and worry, i just don't deal with it. that's not a healthy thing to do, i know. my mom and dad and sister are at the hospital, waiting. there's nothing any of us can do right now except pray. that's hard.

i think i'll go on a walk.