One night we were headed to my parents house from columbus. We had done dinner and seen a LATE movie so it was probably near 2 am by the time we got to the Cincinnati area. We were getting off the exit to my parents' and without a car in site Jared used his turn signal to get into the exit lane.
Ladies and gentleman that sealed the deal.
I know it's ridiculous. We were already engaged. And had known each other for years but after all the miles spent on that highway in all times of day. It was the habit of using his turn signal, the attention to detail, the little thing that sold me.
Well, Last week Jared and the girls had a different experience. And I had the HORRIFIC privilege to witness it.
The left wheel well in my van is cracked. Not a huge deal but if you have to slam on the brakes it shakes a bit. Jared made arrangements to have it fixed for me, and one morning we swapped the car seats into his car, and headed towards the mechanic.
It was raining and had been all night.
Jared and the girls were following me and at a green light I turned left.
Jared followed and ...
A nearly head on collision.
I couldn't move. Couldn't breathe, could only think of my little family in that little car. sitting still in the middle of the road.
I parked and ran.
Jared was the first out.
He said they were all ok.
Tears, LOTS of tears.
We got the girls out as airbag smoke filled the car.
I held them and cried. A sweet stranger reminding me to breathe and praising god with me, that by no less than a miracle my whole family walked away without a scratch.
The girls were more confused than scared.
(we're carseat sticklers)
Addiston: "the car was kinda wobbly then it stopped"
Isabella: "there was a big bang and I yelled"
They weren't afraid.
Insurance still hasn't passed final judgement on the car but everyone on site pretty much agreed it was a gonner.
Guess we'll be getting a new car along with a new house *insert sarcasm here*
We're just thankful everyone's ok!