It was dark, it was raining and it was cold.
Out of nowhere something snapped in the front right wheel area of my sister's car.
It was making an awful noise and she pulled over, hoping to make it down an off-ramp before it finally stopped.
We did not make it that far.
In fact, the car stopped moving completely, in the worse spot it could have: on the curve, at the end of a bridge of a mile long "exit only" lane for an Ohio highway that runs through downtown Toledo.
I AM going to "Yada-yada-yada..." the moments it took for us to call AAA and 911 to let them know what had happenened. The moments when we realized that, the getting-slammed-from-behind-at-a-high-speed odds were greatly in our favor. The moments when we knew we had to get out of the car, get away from it as fast as we could, walk/run down the expressway bridge to the off ramp and get off the highway. The actual moments walking down the bridge to the off ramp, with 1-75 traffic (there were many, many semis) speeding past us on slick roads, in dark clothing with no light or reflective surfaces. The moment I gave my sister my light colored scarf to wave so she could be seen and the moment I took off my coat and walked in the freezing rain because I had light colored stripes on my shirt. And, finally, the moment we had a gaurd rail to get behind and actually felt safe.
This is the stuff that kicks your choice-making muscles into high gear.
We were operating on pure instinct.
I completely surrendered and did whatever my gut told me to do.
Even if that choice was just as dangerous as the situation I was in.
And as I look back on the events of the day, I'm seeing where my choice to relax and go with the flow "because it's my first day of break!" really came in handy.
Before my sister picked me up the night before, I decided to put together a big pack of herbal teas and vitamins; part of my ongoing effort to avoid illness over break.
The 21st, My sister and I shopped all afternoon. We ate lunch where my oldest niece works and after shopping, dropped off a veggie and fruit platter for her and her coworkers to munch on.
We stopped at my sister's to drop off her bags and I started feeling a little ill. I had just found out an old friend had passed away. So, we relaxed and watched a movie before running one last errand and taking me home.
I drank some strong chamomile tea and took some Valerian root and St. John's Wort to calm my stomach and my nerves, while we sat and talked.
I called Ken to let him know how much longer I'd be and we were on our way.
I even chugged a bottle of water with EmerGenC to boost my immune system because I didn't want the exposure to one more large group of people to be my downfall.
It was very cold and we both were very wet, it couldn't have been a better choice.
And when I put my hands in my raincoat pockets, I felt the quartz crystals I placed in each pocket,for protection, the night before.
I AM NOT going to "Yada-yada" the fact that Toledo's finest are amazing and agreed,"You weren't kidding when you said it was in a bad spot!".
They had to place a van and flares 1/4 mile down the highway to warn that the van behind our car and flares were coming up.
I got in a hot bath as soon as I got home and as I started to process everything I had just been through I had one of those moments when, if that had been it, how satisfied would I have been with how I've been living my life.
Of course, the floodgates opened and I started crying. Processing it all.
Giving my body time to heal.
Being proud of who I am and where I'm at!
Even more excited about the life and choices that have yet to come!