I regret to say that my posts will be few and far between until we get a new computer and Internet hook-up at home.
Your cruising along at 55 miles per hour on an undivided highway. There is no one in front of you, you have a clear view of the icy road ahead. Out of nowhere, it seems, a white pickup comes barreling out of the opposing traffic and starts heading for the guardrail. Right in front of you. It's only about 20 yards away, and you know this old tank your driving isn't going to stop in time. Not on these roads. You are completely helpless. You brace yourself for the crash. It is so powerful, yet you feel no pain. Your view is suddenly blocked when your airbags explode sending a horrible burning smell into the air. You feel your car twist around without actually seeing it. A scream pierces the air and you suddenly realize that it comes from your own mouth. Your car, mercifully, comes to a stop. You jump out, unsure of what to do next. Looking across the highway, you see a girl in a white pickup banging on her window and yelling, it takes a moment to realize that she can't get out. You run across and open her door and finally hear her voice, she's yelling "I need a phone! Does anyone have a phone?!" You run back to your car saying "yeah, it's in my purse!" Or course, by the time you extract it from your mangled car, someone else has already helped her. You glance in the direction you've come and see the flashing lights of the police, ambulance, and fire trucks. All racing in your direction. The thought crosses your mind that you should call the police.
Oh wait, someone already did.
Now imagine that was me.
I am so lucky to have survived. I hate to sound so dramatic but really, not many people can walk away from a head-on collision with nothing more than a bruised knee and a small cut on their shin. Especially when the bed of the truck that they just ran into held cinder blocks, one of which landed on the windshield. There are times like this when you know that God truly is watching over you.
On another note, the other driver had a revoked license. She wasn't even supposed to be on the road, and was apparently arrested.
We still haven't had a chance to look at the car. It was our '93 Intrepid, so other than the inconvenience of being out of a car, it wasn't a real big loss.
I've been feeling so lucky these past couple of days! Let's all count our blessings this holiday season!