My sons were in a bad car accident today. Ben, the oldest, drives Adam and Michael to school just a little after 7 AM. This morning a young lady pulled out of a side road directly in front of them. It was a direct hit right into the side of her car where her young daughter was sitting.
Ben was going about 50 mph and it happened so fast he probably didn't get slowed down much when they hit. The car spun around and ended up facing the opposite direction. The seat belts and airbags did their job and none of my sons were seriously hurt.
The passengers in the other car were not so lucky. The driver was thrown from the car and ended up underneath it. Some people passing by were able to lift the car off of her and a helicopter transported her and her daughter to the hospital. We found out this evening that they both have extensive injuries but it looks like they will recover.
I brought the boys home with the blessing of the principal who met us at the scene. They seemed a little out of sorts which was understandable. Ben was concerned about the lady and her daughter. People kept telling him it wasn't his fault but it still bothers him which I think is good. He turns 18 a week from today and I'm proud of the man he is becoming.
I hate getting phone calls like that but I'm at that stage of my life. I would be pleased if I never got another one but it is a dark reminder that life is fragile. My boys seems indestructible but after looking at the remains of our Buick I'm just thankful they are still here.
And I pray for a full recovery of that young lady and her daughter.
At That Stage
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7:29 AM
I debated even posting a comment, because I don't know you except through blogging, but...wow. I can't imagine how you must feel - shaken and thankful and relieved and thankful and worried for that woman and her daughter and thankful and...knowing that every time you look at them now it is through the lens of a "second chance". Hug 'em hard!
I have two who are into adulthood and three who are approaching teenagehood with a bullet. I hope God gets us all through those years, but every week or so the twisty county roads around here in mid-Missouri harvest another teen or three, so there's the worry. Sigh.
God has blessed you and your boys. May He bless the woman and her daughter with recovery. I will pray for that.
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11:53 PM
Very glad that your boys are okay, and may God use your family to bless the young lady and her daughter.
Sorry you all have to go through this.
10:17 AM
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