Angels

As I sat on my couch last night snuggling with my poor little bunny who got into a fight with the neighbourhood cat (he's fine- after some stitches and antibiotic shots)- a story on the evening news just blew my mind.

Lori Coble, a mother of three (a boy and two girls- about 5,3 and 1 respectively), was driving along the freeway by her home in California last May when a semi-truck that was going way too fast slammed into the back of her minivan.

She doesn't remember anything about the accident, but all three children were killed instantly.


In an instant, Lori and Chris lost all three of their beautiful children.

The news broadcast showed home video clips of the children playing, shrieking and giggling. I don't even remotely know them, but I felt a sense of loss watching these tiny little angels. The community mourned the loss and made a bronze memorial at a nearby park in honour of them. It was a picture of the three of them, beaming with open-mouthed smiles, and below it read: "We Believe In Angels"




Six months later Lori is expecting.

Triplets.

Two girls and a boy, due in May.