Mom's cell is dead

Today was an extremely busy day. This afternoon I did not stop after work. It was gymnastics, football practice and my daughter's middle school football game, home opener of the season. As we were driving to my daughter's gymnastic class I realized my cell phone had run out of battery and was dead. I was concerned about this as my son was at football practice and I always want to available in case something happens. I asked my daughter to text him a message from her phone to his phone telling him my phone wasn't working and to call on her phone if he needed me. By the time I had made a quick run to the store, brought my daughter home and carried another girl somewhere it was time to pick my son up. He called to say he was finished and my daughter told him we would be right there. When he got in the car he says, "it's a good thing I am still able to walk." I am thinking well he must have really gotten hit hard today in practice. He continues, "when I read the text on my phone I thought it said call Grace because mom had died." As he is telling the story he explains how he almost hit the floor, then he wondered who would pick him up, what would he do tommorrow, and what was going to happen now that mom had died. He says that it took reading the message 4 more times to see that it was my cell phone that was dead, not me. I hear the concern in his voice, the worry of what would happen, the realization of what tommorrow could bring. He says over and over how glad he is to see us and to know that I am okay. I was so touched at his concern, his obvious love, and the appreciation of what I do. I felt sorry for the confusion in the text, but I also realized my importance to these children, no matter what age they may be. We began talking about his day, his practice, his sister asks him if she is pretty and he says yes. She tells him of her Algebra test grade. He talks about the heat and the hard hit he recieved. I look in the rear view mirror and see a fine young man in the backseat. I see the beautiful young girl beside me applying lip gloss. I see the wonderful opportunity to be alive. Yes, thank you I am alive.