Monday, May 05, 2008

• Count your blessings.

  I count mine every day.  It has been over three months since:

  

  

  

  

  

  

  Everytime I think of how life stinks.  How it sucks to have to move again just a year after moving.  How I wish I were rich.  I remember this particular accident.  There are so many worse things in life that could happen that I must be thankful for what I do have.  My husband slammed into the back of a semi @60 MPH.  It was 330 am, it was dark and the truck sat in the road with no lights on.  Course the truck driver denies this.  The truck dragged my hubby several hundred yards and then left the scene.  My husband walked out of this wreck.  The jaws of life were used to pry the steering wheel off his belly.  He was cut and scratched.  His belly badly bruised.  His knee blown out.  He survived.  Was this an act of God, a well built vehicle, or a nice strong semi?  I do not know.  I only know he is still here and there must be a good reason.

  Let that be a lesson to all of you.  Though things don't always go the way you want them to, it could be much worse.................

   

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