Near misses and gratitude
We drove up to Brisbane today (a 4.5 hour round trip) to pick up my 2 older kids from their grandparents. Me, B and our youngest, cruising along at 110km/hr, through a tunnel on the highway, at 11am. This car overtakes us and then 200 metres up the road, veers into the wall of the tunnel and ricochets across the road in a full spin. What is so unbelievable (and I am so grateful for)is that:
- we didn’t hit them (or them us)
- they didn’t roll
- no-one was hurt
- it didn’t happen 200 metres back down the road when he was beside us
- there were no other cars in the near vicinity.
Oh, I could go on. Actually, I have. B and I keep bringing it up all through the day “how lucky are we that…?” and the burning question “what was he doing??”. Guess we’ll never know the answer, but it has made me so aware of how easily everything can change, especially at that speed. Drive safely. How many times have you said it or had it said to you? I don’t always consider exactly what that means – but I should. And I shall.
On the way home, we came across another accident. It happened not long before we passed it, only the ambulance had arrived, they were not so lucky. Three cars, all totally screwed up, people hurt and a mattress in the middle of the highway!
Later in the same day I heard that a friend of mine had been taken to hospital after jumping into the surf to save her boy from a rip that then took her out also. The lifesavers rescued them both!
Point is, love now, live now, take care, appreciate each moment, kiss your loved ones, hold them tight. I’m so grateful to have these “near misses” to remind me instead of tragedy. And so it is, I love you all! xxx
