Saturday, November 05, 2022

A Close Call.

 Today I got a phone call that no mother wants to get EVER!
The boys were in a car accident.
I've said it before, but I'll say it again: 
North Carolina's backroads are treacherous and scary.
You've got to be on your game and alert 100% of the time
because what happens to my boys happens to people all the time.
They were coming home from chopping wood
when a little old lady (and I mean a really old little old lady)
pulled out in front of them, and they couldn't stop,
 drove off to the side of the road, and barely missed a tree.
Gratefully they had their seatbelts on (right, Gigs???)
And no one was hurt...except our truck which had to be towed
away where it will be for weeks while it gets fixed.
When the patrol officer showed up, he told us how relieved he
was pulling to the accident to see if everyone was OK since he
had just come from another accident of a 17-year-old who was driving
to meet his dad to play golf.
He drove off the road, hit a tree, and died.
Ollie came home and crashed on the couch.
Exhausted in every way.
I'm SO SO SO GRATEFUL that they're OK.
Later that night, I snuck up to their rooms and kissed their heads and
prayed to God, thanking Him for their safety
when I know the outcome could have been so much worse!

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