The Journey of a Broken Arm

I generally write about de-cluttering and organizing, but every so often something noteworthy happens I want to share. Yesterday one of my kids broke their arm.  The result of a split second incident was a hairline fracture to the left arm.  The child is now in a cast to the elbow.  Luckily, it wasn’t the dominant hand.  My mommy battle scars over 16 years include bumps, bruises, stitches, and an occasional visit to the ER for other random things.  This is my first broken bone. In the first 24 hours since the the accident, I have come to appreciate things I have taken for … Continue reading The Journey of a Broken Arm