My name is Rhonda, and on Friday June 23rd.....you know those calls you hate to get? The ones that come in the middle of the night? The one where you hear "being airlifted", We got one.

Our oldest son was involved in an automobile accident in AZ.

The picture we received was heart wrenching.

A mother and fathers nightmare.

So thankful GOD protected our sons life. The crushed leg they had to reconstruct, from femur, knee cap all the way down to the ankle, will heal. I sit in the hospital room, watching him peacefully rest, and all I can do is cry silent tears of gratefulness. GOD spared his life.

Our son has 2 small children and a loving fiance. He wont be able to work for 3 months. He is going to be in extensive therapy trying to be able to walk. During this time, we are reaching out for any hope. Rent, groceries, baby formula, diapers, and utilities is where the funds will go. Trying to get my son to therapy, helping him while he is not able to walk, plus work, take care of the kids and try to make ends meet on one income will all fall on my sons fiance. We pray that you can find it in your heart to help our family. Anything will help.