Given that I spent last Mother's Day at Children's Hospital praying for the life of my precious, precious, sweet child while she endured unimaginable terror, hell, pain, trauma and emergency surgery, having had her perfect, heavenly face ripped apart by a dog belonging to very very stupid people/grossly irresponsible pet owners, I'm trying really hard to stay calm and focused (yoga, litergical comforts do help) on other things this weekend.
It's gonna be a little tough, but I can do this! (The pychological impact of witnessing such violent trauma to one's own child being still as painful, quite literally, and acute as it ever was.)
The case has just been settled, so I can now blog about dangerous dogs (and irresponsible pet owners) and how they terrorize and maim millions of our children every year. The ones they don't just outright kill that is. And yes, I plan to get down to it soon.
Please think about donating to Children's Healthcare of Atlanta for Mother's Day... given the numerous childrens' lives they save there every day.
But what about the grownups?