The Girl got in a car accident today. No one was hurt, thank God! We had a winter storm Tuesday into Wednesday morning....school was canceled (for the first time this school year) due to poor road conditions on wed. I warned her the roads were icy. She was following a city bus, sun was in her eyes, the bus stopped at a bus stop. She was able to stop without hitting the bus, the boy behind her slid, and stopped, but the driver behind him slid into him causing him to slide into her. The woman driver was driving with a suspended license.
I was on my way home from taking The Boy to school when my cell phone rang. Yes, I answered it while driving because I knew it was The Girl and I knew it couldn't be good. I had just finished saying a prayer for her safety when the phone rang.
I already had a fear of winter driving. I've struggled all winter with anxiety over any of us driving. The roads were finally dry and then we got hit AGAIN.
I feel alone. I need to talk to someone. I can't burden my dearest friend as she has so much on her plate right now. I don't want to talk to my mom because I don't want her to worry. Some days I'd like to turn in my notice, but who do you turn your notice into when your employer is your family and God? Guess I just pray for more strength.
My emotions are heightened by the news that Leaving by Karen Kingsbury is out and one of the characters is based on my friend Roberta who died in November after a hard battle with leukemia. She is listed as a survivor in the book....I guess it went to print before November.
Isn't blogging supposed to make one feel better? Still waiting.