[tri-wings] I shouldnt drive on December 15

Thank you all for the warm wishes and thoughts today. I really appreciate  
how loving and supportive you all are. As many of you dont actually know me,  
though some of you do, this post may seem strange, but I thought a bit of humor 
 
today would be nice.
 
Last year, after we left the hospital after Emma died, I was driving down  
the road, around midnight in the middle of one of the worst areas of Miami, to  
go back to the hotel. As you can imagine I was numb, in shock and I cannot  
believe I was actually driving a car. As I am going along all of a sudden there 
 
is this tire in the middle of the road. I swerved and tried to avoid it, but  
drove right over it. It got stuck under my car and stopped my car with this  
terrible scraping, sparks flying spectacle. My husband was somewhere behind 
me,  as we both had driven that day, and wasnt answering his phone. So there I 
am, it  is freezing, for Florida, I am hysterical over the loss of my daughter, 
and I am  stranded in gangland. Finally my husband comes behind me and you 
can imagine the  swear words flying out of his mouth. We are laying there, 
trying to drag this  tire out from under my car, thinking at any moment we will 
surely be mugged,  shot or who knows what. We had to jack up the car to get it 
out. It was surreal,  we were just thinking how could this possibly happen 
after 
we just literally  lost our daughter?? So, we dragged it out and went on back 
to the hotel. Now it  is a funny story, and even then, we sat there, in 
between tears and swear words  about who would possibly just leave a tire 
laying 
out here in the middle of the  road, we laughed. I remember thinking that I 
must 
be nuts to be laughing, how  could I possibly laugh at a time like this. It 
gave me a bit of a reality check  too, knowing that life, good and bad, does go 
on and I have to go with it. 
Now, today, one year later, and I have never been in an accident  before, I 
proceed to pull out of a parking space and smash into a black Jaguar.  Of 
course the guy was a jerk about it, and of course he was a rich old guy with  a 
very young girlfriend who was equally rude, and of course I am in our big huge  
Ford Expedition, and it really smashes the he** out of his little tiny luxury  
mobile. It just figures doesnt it!! It just goes to show you how ironic life 
is.  Never been in an accident before, but on my daughters day of passing I am, 
and  again, on the first anniversary. Crazy, I will never drive on Dec 15th 
again.  That is my new rule. 

Dont really have a moral or anything here, just wanted to share my  crazy 
life with people who would appreciate it.
 
Bess
 
Mom to Ben, Jake, Zack, Chloe and Emma Grace 12-2-3 to  12-15-3


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