I was in a Car Accident

The unexpected always happens when you aren't expecting it.

I was on my way back to work from my lunch break on friday, sitting at a red light and BOOM. I was rear ended by a HUGE Ford pickup truck. 

The male driver said he didn't see me, but I don't know how that was possible. He literally used the car I was driving to stop his vehicle. Luckily I didn't hit the car in front of me. Luckily I didn't get hurt. Luckily Olivia wasn't in the car with me. Luckily I was driving Jeremy's car and not my own.

That morning Jeremy and I decided I would be the "drop off parent" and take Olivia to school (daycare) that morning. I am hardly ever the drop off parent. (We decided to only get one car seat, and we keep it in Jeremy's car.) I ended up being late for work (well late in my opinion) after arguing with my two year old about a sticker she just HAD to bring with her that morning (a cinderella sticker she got at the dr. the day before), this sticker ended up being in the car, stuck to her seat belt. How silly I felt arguing with a two year old over a sticker, but she wanted it and I am a sucker for that little girl.

I say luckily I was driving Jeremy's car. I drive a medium sized sedan, he drives an SUV. The accident I was in, the trucks front was in Jeremy's almost backseat. If this had happened in my car, who knows what would have happened. 

I believe everything happens for a reason. I keeping playing back the accident in my head and I could not have done anything different (even though I wish I could have changed what happened.) Why didn't I leave one minute earlier? Why did I go down the main road? 

I didn't see him "about to hit me" until he was already crashing into me. There was no place to swerve out of the way. No way to go forward to get out of his way. 

I know accidents happen. I don't know how he didn't see me. Was he just not paying attention? He seemed sincerely sorry. He wasn't some dirtbag who refused to take responsibility. He pulled over next to my car after. He made sure I was ok, asked if I was hurt, told me to wait in the car in case I was. He took full responsibility when the police came and apologized to me (and when Jeremy arrived) numerous times.

I am physically ok. I am sore and have a few scratches but that is it. I was pretty shaken up the day of the accident but that has now faded. Picking up Olivia from daycare that day, wow. I cried running to her and holding her in my arms. Life is SO precious! To think I could have been taken from her and my husband is SO surreal. 

I have always had a fear of dying young and dying in a car accident. Sounds morbid I know, but that is my fear. I just can't imagine not being there for the two most important people in my life. 

So now when I look back on friday morning, and think about being upset about Olivia making us late, I feel SO silly. I look at things I got mad at Jer about and think, "Wow, was it worth it?" 

Saying "I love you" and that last kiss seems more important than ever to me. I TRY to make sure I do it, but from now on, no matter what, I ALWAYS will.

Hug and kiss the ones that mean the most to you. It is important. You never know when it may be the last time.