As a girl, I used to pray every single night. I’d get down on my little Catholic knees in front of my little virgin Mary and pray for probably a solid 2 minutes. After turning 12 and watching Exorcist with my best friend, I was horrified with the horns going through the virgin Mary. Despite my best efforts to ignore that abomination floating through my little Catholic head, it would always come creeping back.
Last night and today we were hit hard with snow and ice. So much so my 2 sons got to stay home. They were home this past Friday too so they got to enjoy a wonderful 4 day weekend. I was off with them Friday while my husband enjoyed extra sleep today. As I got up this morning and turned to face the bed. I just stared at him, jealous of the extra sleep, the cozy bed and the warmth he got to feel ALL DAY LONG while I went to work.
‘I’ll show him, I’ll take his car,’ I thought. A SUV does far better in this weather than my crappy Corolla. 30 minutes later I was off onto I-70, fiddling with my music….
Berzerk then Blurred Lines then Blank Spaces…….
Suddenly, I had an epiphany as to why the volume was so low and was excited to blare Taylor because I am really that nerdy. This was the same time I realized I was in the: LANE ENDS IN 1/4 MILE lane. As I tried to veer to the left, it was no use. This lane had not been plowed well enough and suddenly the slush and ice took control of my car. I kept being pulled farther and farther to the right, about to hit the concrete barrier.
I was amazingly calm as I was being tugged to the right while I turned my wheel to the left. Finally, my car was like,
“Ok, ok….we’ll go to the left but your just gonna die on this side now.”
Again, calm beyond belief, the only thought in my head was, ‘this is really gonna hurt. I wonder what an air bag feels like?’
So yeah, I lost control of my car and almost crashed this morning. There were many factors involved with me not dyeing today:
- I kept weirdly calm. Like, I forgot how to feel during this time.
- There weren’t any cars around me so I could afford to suddenly veer to the left.
- It wasn’t my time.
I shook all over for the remainder of the drive to work. Like a child that gets hurt and has that delayed response of crying, that’s exactly what I did. I just cried the whole way to work realizing how lucky I was. When I got to work, I was in no condition to walk in so I sent my boss this text:
I have a great relationship with my boss so it’s not like I have to hide if I’ve cried. Thanks to my anti-depressant, crying rarely happens. So what kind of near crashes have you guys been in?