Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Life

I recently started a new job.  As a result, Hod and I both have to drive independently to a city 30 miles away.  Last night, we got off about the same time, and because I had a free meal at a restaurant, we treated ourselves as a happy one month celebration.  As we drove home, I was driving ahead of Hod.  We missed witnessing an accident by less than five minutes.  There was a motorcycle and a large truck involved.  As we approached the intersection we could see a dead body lying on the ground.  There were a lot of people around, and the police hadn't shown up yet.  We didn't want to be in the way, so we kept driving.  Right after we got to the intersection, another truck, seeing what we all could see, moved so he was blocking most of the view.  I was glad for this.  I'm sure there were a lot of children in the cars around us, and they didn't need to see.  I called Hod, and told him that I loved him.  I'm still pretty shaken up.  Life is precarious.  But I am glad to have mine.

2 comments:

Caryn said...

It's amazing how frail we are and how easy death can come to us. If we stay close to the Lord, we have no reason to fear death.

Miss Nelson said...

Scary! Glad you're ok!