a.k.a. – Carried on the wings of angels
This is going to be quick because I’m utterly exhausted this evening.
This morning on my way to work, I had a car accident. The road was very slick, and although I was going under the speed limit, I still lost traction and went all over the road. Scary.
I hit the guardrail on the right side, then slid all over the road back to the median on the left and plowed into a snowbank. Thank goodness the snow was plentiful and soft – the damage to my car is very minimal because the snow cushioned so much of the impact on both sides.
Once I started sliding, it felt like everything happened in slow motion and hyper reality. I remember having the thought, “I know I’m going to crash, so please God help me land in the place that will cause the least damage.”
I truly think I was being carried on the wings of angels. I wasn’t hurt; my car needs a new tail light and an alignment, but nothing worse. The people who responded – from AAA to the cops to the EMTs to the truck drivers who pulled over to make sure I was okay – were amazing.
I was able to stay present through the whole thing, and I even managed to be pretty cheerful. Once I got to work, though, all of the adrenaline drained away and I spent six hours trying to stay awake.
In the midst of all of this, there was a murder last night in our town, so all of that work time was spent researching the murder victim. She was a remarkable woman and I’m so glad that I had the chance to meet her, even if only through a computer screen the day after her death.
The two events in such quick juxtaposition reminded me just how lucky I am.
Today’s miracle: I am truly carried on the wings of angels.
PS – I wrote a bit more about the accident and what I learned from it in today’s newsletter (before all the adrenaline completely left me!) Check it out by clicking here: http://eepurl.com/uC5h5