So my for birthday, Nathan wished me a happy birthday as we woke up. We drove to work, and I got a phone call from my mom, with her, Loni, Todd and their boys singing me a happy birthday. Don't know if I was just that touched or the hormonal pregnancy, but I teared up. Nothing cuter than four darling boys I love and adore singing me a happy birthday. I then received a few texts from my close friends, a couple of emails, a lot of facebook posts and phone calls from my some of my dearest friends, like Sara, Monique, Miss, Don and Jessi, and Tracy and Joe. It felt good to be remembered and remembered you are loved by many. Especially after being married, I feel very loved and secure with Nathan and so grateful for him in my life. But you feel like you've lost your friends in a way, so it was nice to know just because of life or stage changes, that your true friends are still there :)
Now for the climax of my birthday. We had planned to head up to LaVerkin to watch Loni's Ironman the next day. We were going to have a little family birthday to celebrate a mine and Mikey's birthday. But mid-week Nathan told me to see if we could cancel it, because he made plans for my birthday for us. I was excited, I love surprises and him planning something. So after work we met up and he told me to be packed to go to LaVerkin, so we drove to St. George, and stop and ate some greasy tacos at Jack in the Box, he wanted to take me somewhere nicer, but we were short on time. He then made it to St. George and he drove us to Tuachan, I had a hunch we were going there to see the Don Mclain concert. I saw an advertisement for that earlier in the week and expressed interest in seeing it, non-chalantly, I liked that he remembered and bought tickets.
He even got front and center tickets. It was us and a bunch of older people in their 50's and 60's, since Don Mclain was definetly before our times, we were the youngest couple there. But I swear I was born in the wrong era, because I love 60's and 70's classic rock. He seemed like a very nice and talented guy, and loved to perfrom, he performed straight for two hours. He played a lot of songs he had written, many we didn't know, but their relaxing. Then he sang "Starry, Starry Night" one of my favorite songs Josh Groban sings, then of course his trademark, "Miss American Pie." During the "Starry, Starry Night" Nathan handed me a box, that said Nashelle, and in it was a Nashelle gold simple necklace with my initials on it. I have been wanting and he knew it and claimed it was too much to spend for my birthday. He surprised me and ordered it, and gave it to me at the most romantic part of the night, he such a romantic and so good to surprise me and create a special night for my special day.
We then headed to my mom's to spend the night, then plan to wake-up early to support Loni in the Ironman.When almost to my mom's I got a text from my dad saying that William had fallen out of the car while it was going 50 miles an hour, he's lucky he is alive and is at the hospital. My heart sunk, I couldn't believe it, and wanted to know more details. My heart went out to Loni of how she must be feeling. So we walked in to my mom's and Loni, my mom, and LeNae were sitting there somberly. Loni had been crying, it looked like a scene in a movie. I blurted out, "William got in an accident" confused of why Loni was there and William was not. They then went on to proceed to tell me the story of how he accidentally opened the door of my dad's car and fell out (seat belt wasn't working), he was lucky he didn't fall behind the car itself, nor other cars behind him, he jumped up immediately and crossed the road, he must have been prompted or angels picking him up. He had abrasions, broken collarbone and shoulder, huge gash in his head. Yet, he was so lucky he was dis-mangled, paralyzed or dead. Todd was there and screamed and ran after him to help him. In Loni's blog she gives so many details of tender mercies of how god was looking out for him, people stopped by to help. So the police and ambulance came and took him to the hospital. He had a cat scan, and his brain activity was fine, they stitched up his head, bandage him up and let him go home, mainly because Todd was an ER doctor, and followed the procedures to check him hourly to look for an onset of a concussion. So I guess after the drama of it all, Loni headed back because both my mom and Todd insist she does her race tomorrow, so they wanted her to get some sleep. While Todd and my dad stayed with William. Todd planned to be with William the whole time and for go seeing and supporting Loni in the race. I cried when they told me, just how heartbreaking the story was, and poor cute and fragile William, he is the tiniest one of her kids. It brought back memories of when Loni was kicked by the horse when she was around that age, just how traumatic it was. I guess Todd and my dad were pretty shooken up, mostly because they witnessed it and my dad felt terrible because he was the one driving, and Todd because he had to do ER doctor stuff on his own kid, is probably pretty traumatic. But they were troopers and such a good dad and grandpa. They finally came home around 11PM, we all then talked. My dad was sharing his story and feelings of how hopeless he felt when he saw him fall out of the car, and there was nothing my dad could do at that point, how awful he felt. He then paused and looked at me, and saw my elephantiasis ankles, and asked with my concern "How are you doing?" I explained my huge swollen ankles and felt like he used me as a distraction from the intensity of the story, but also felt it was somewhat humorous, my dad usually doesn't ask things like that, so it was sweet, my heart went out to the pain and trauma he had to experience to be a witness of it all. It's amazing how comforting family is just being there with each other, talking about it, can help lift so much hurt and pain. Needless to say, it was a very memorable 30th birthday. Good news is William was spared and we learned the lesson of divine intervention is real.
Also good news is, my birthday wasn't just a day celebration, we got to extend it a few more days. On Sunday my dad threw a BBQ in honor of Mother's Day and for my birthday, where we followed my favorite tradition, where everyone went around and said something they like about you, it was very thoughtful sweet and my sweet sister in law, Tavia sent me the nicest text on Mother's Day, wishing me a happy mother's day and complimenting me on what a good mother she thinks I will be, very touching.
Then the following Tuesday my dear and good friend Lourdes, whom I have become good friends with this past year working at Valley High School, offered to do something for my birthday, since I hadn't planned to celebrate it in any way special in Vegas. She made reservations at a Belly Dancing and Morracon Restaurant, called Marakesh. It was so much fun, and two of our co-workers, Melissa and Francy joined in on the fun. Lourdes and I had were there for a good hour by ourselves, but we of course had interesting conversation like always and was so touched, she reached out and was willing to do something for me and she paid for my meal, which was like $40, I swear the nicest gift or thoughtful gesture a friend has ever done for me, she is very good and rare kind of friend. Definietly a friend for life :) So all in all, it ended up being a pretty memorable 30th Birthday.
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