Playing Amnesiac Set Me Free

Summary

We were on our way to celebrate our son’s birthday when we got into a car crash.

When I woke up, I looked at my family gathered around my hospital bed and cracked a joke:

“Sorry, but who are you guys?”

I held back a smile, curious to see how they'd humor their "amnesiac" patient.

Would my mother grab my hand in a panic? Would my husband look at me with worry? Would my son rush over, crying and calling me Mom?

What I didn't expect was for them to freeze for a moment—and then, almost in unison, let out sighs of relief.