Nothing for granted

This week I have had a few eye opening reminders that life is just too short. It's scary to think that you can be walking around one minute and literally dead the next.
A Co-Worker of mine was hit by a bus the other night. She was walking within the cross walk just like she should have. The bus turned the corner and hit her in the intersection. She was on life support for just over a day before her family decided to disconnect and donate her organs. It's what she would have wanted.

When I heard this I was so upset. Not because we were overly close, because we weren't. But because of how it happened. How can you go from here one minute to gone the next? How can you do the right thing by crossing in the crosswalk and still get hit by a bus? Not even hit by a car, but A FREAKING BUS. It's effing ridiculous. Her poor family. I just don't even know how they are dealing with it.

And then yesterday morning my sister called.. She was in tears saying she was in so much pain she needed to go to the hospital. Problem is, she's got 3 kids and her hubby was out of town working. We tried to get a hold of my other sister, her inlaws, no body was around. I live a city over so I packed up Silas and headed out that way. After a couple of hours of being there we finally got a hold of our other sister who came and took her to the hospital.
by the time she was home with her medicine and doing well enough that I could leave, it had begun to snow pretty heavily. I had to get home though, I had only brought a couple of bottles for Silas and I was already out.

Anyway, when I was almost home I came very close to getting into an accident. The woman in front of me braked really hard and I had to break to avoid a collision. But the roads were so slippery that my car went skidding. I had to steer to avoid hitting the woman in front of me, and also to avoid going into oncoming traffic. Both of which I succeeded at. But my car still spun a little bit out of control. When it was finally slow enough that I felt I could break effectively, I brought my car to a stop. I ended up being sideways in the middle of the road.

All I could think of during this was "oh my god, Silas is in the back seat" I was so worried that something horrible would happen to him. Luckily for us, we were both fine. a few factors really kept us safe I think. 1, because I was only doing 40 in a 60 zone and 2, because thankfully there was no one behind me.

I didn't have time to pull myself together, cars were coming. I had to back up and get the heck out of the middle of the road. When I got home I called Chris. I just needed to hear his voice. The sound of his voice always has a calming effect on me. I was so scared. It was the first real "close call" that I've ever had while driving and I didn't like it. Not one bit.

But it sure did remind me to take nothing and no one for granted. Im giving my baby extra cuddles, and my man too. I'm making sure I tell them I love them reguarly because you just never know. I'm not ready to leave this world yet, but what I've learned this week is that with some things you just don't have a say.

I may not be able to control whether or not a bus kills me, but I can make sure that if one does that my family knows how much I loved them.

Enjoy every moment. you never know which one will be your last