#WhoIAm part 2

September 17, 2005. Changed. My. Life. 

I was in the middle of my graduate studies at Old Dominion University.  Truly half way, feeling on top of the world.  New job, new home, new beginning at the place we call “home”.  That Saturday afternoon after class, I decided to go get my son his Halloween costume early.  I had just found out that week I was pregnant and was afraid I would feel the tiredness setting in, so wanted to get it done. 

I picked my son up from Gramma Jane, which was six miles from my new house.  We were singing while I drove, windows and sunroof open, enjoy the beginning of fall.  We had just decided that hamburger helper was for dinner.  Then it happened…

I was traveling 55mph and a car ran a stop sign.  We t-boned that blue taurus, spun and flipped and ended on our side.  The details over the next two minutes are still fuzzy, but somehow I unbuckled myself, unbuckled my son and hoisted him out of the window.  There were several people there by now and they just grabbed him and the EMT’s were already on the scene because they happened to be within hearing distance of the wreck.  I couldn’t get out, but they eventually got me out of the back of the Explorer. 

We were both rushed by ambulance to the hospital, but I heard mention of med-flight for the people in the other car. 

At this point, there was so much of a whirlwind occurring that I really was just secured to a board and kept hearing the word “trauma”.

By God’s miracle and protective hands, my son only received a bloody nose.  No. Injuries. At. All. 

I was admitted and had several internal issues that took months to recover from, a cane, neckbrace, etc. I had a few complications with my spleen and leg, but  my precious baby was also unharmed.  Yet another miracle.

But, the drive and passenger of the other car did not make it. 

I received state awards for being saved by the seatbelt because of the severe nature of the crash, but sustained non-life threatening injuries.  I was on the news, interviewed, etc.  But it felt WRONG.

I found out later that the people that died were missionaries in the area that were not familiar with the area.  The stop sign and intersection that this occurred now has flashing lights and speed bumps. 

Although I was 0% at fault, the guilt still eats at my soul.  However, I now know that God had a reason for me to live that day.  He had a reason for my son to live that day.  His reasons gave me a daughter 8 months later.  No more questioning for me.  Faith was all I had.

This is when my true journey with Christ began.  I have made it a priority in my life.  I have to pass the intersection of this accident several times each week, and it is still hard.  I think I still think about that wreck every day.  But with God by my side, His grace saved me and continues to save me every single day. 


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