Friday, July 18, 2008
You never know what will happen driving to church
On Sunday I was driving to church and was turning into the church parking lot when I got hit from behind. The truck that hit me was a brand new 2008 Ford Truck, the driver had just bought it the night before, he slowed down since I was turning, but with his new truck being bigger than his old car, and he looked down, he didn't judge his driving right. I didn't know it was coming, all I knew was that my foot was on the break and I was moving forward. Kinda scarey, since I was 28 weeks pregnant. Damages are still being estimated on the car. I have a nice 2008 Chevy Malibu rental car, still not as big as the Impala inside, the car seats are squished in. Luckily the girls rode to church with my parents. My Dad saw it happen and said something like "That guy just hit Melanie." The girls heard that and started crying. After they saw I was okay, they were worried about the car. All Anna would say for days is "My car broke". Abbie was mad at the driver that hit me, we had to explain about 50 times that it was an accident. I never expected to be in an accident going to church. It taught me a good lesson to always buckle up, and buckle the kids up even when I'm going around the corner, you never know what could happen. I keep thinking about the things that could have happened and how blessed we are that everything is okay.