Literally! I just had to start my new year with some excitement. Nothing that I wished for, but that's just sometimes how it goes. It all began with an invitation to go out to eat at Chili's restaurant with my former co-workers Amy, Trisha and Nancy on Sunday evening. My last hurrah before going back to work on Monday.
Before heading out the door, Andy says..."Honey, the roads are slick and there are lots of idiots out there!" Funny how that message resonates in my head.
I met the gals for a two hour dinner on the opposite end of town and we had a great time talking about teaching, Christmas, Nancy's knitting that's now on Etsy, Trisha's upcoming adoption and Amy's new life of being single. It was so much fun hearing what's happening in their lives and I haven't been out with them since last April.
So, we part ways and I am taking my driving extra slow....going about 30 miles and hour. I am about 3/4th the way home and have to venture on to an overpass. I am aware that bridges tend to be icier than streets, so I am cautious. But what do you know anyway, here comes a Jeep Liberty going the opposite direction and looking strangely out of control. My first thought is wow that vehicle is all over the place and then I quickly realize he's headed my way. I don't know if I screamed or said it in my head, but I was thinking...."Please, don't hit me head on." Without looking I headed for the outside lane only to find headlights directly coming. Thank goodness I didn't hit anyone in my quick right merge. The jeep hits directly behind me with a huge booming sound. It's amazing how that echos in my mind over and over. Thankfully, I was okay and so was the other driver. I am also very grateful that the kids, especially Grant, weren't with me either since it struck his side of the van.
This is what the Jeep Liberty looks like. The man who hit me is a very nice guy, who I know, didn' t mean to hurt my dearly loved van. *Sigh*
This is what the Jeep Liberty looks like. The man who hit me is a very nice guy, who I know, didn' t mean to hurt my dearly loved van. *Sigh*Ironically, the police officer who was first to report to the scene was Amy's soon-to-be former husband. Weird how small Lincoln actually is!
This is part of what came to me in yesterday's mail. Nine letters from lawyers and one letter from a chiropractor wanting my services. I won't be seeking an attorney, but a chiropractor, I might. I am still stiff with an ache in my lower back. We still haven't heard if the van is fixable or not. It's going to be a close call on that one. Such a bummer!
This is part of what came to me in yesterday's mail. Nine letters from lawyers and one letter from a chiropractor wanting my services. I won't be seeking an attorney, but a chiropractor, I might. I am still stiff with an ache in my lower back. We still haven't heard if the van is fixable or not. It's going to be a close call on that one. Such a bummer! Here's the good news...I am blessed to be okay. God is good!
6 comments:
So glad you're okay Amy. Not so glad that you added to my already large overpass phobia. :)
I'm glad all involved were okay. So odd to see Amy and Brandon in one day. Lincoln really is so small.
Like the others, I'm glad you are ok! That really looks bad and a miracle that you didn't get hurt. Yes God was looking out for you!
Glad it wasn't worse...you could have broken your blogging fingers, you know!
Glad you are OK. The van looks much more smashed up than the jeep. Funny how that happens, huh? It should be the other way around, right?
If you need a chiropractor, go see Doc Johnson that Tyler went to. He is awesome.
That storm in Nebraska must have been something! The accident looks like it was terrible, sure glad that you are ok. The truth be told, I hate overpasses in the winter too!
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