1 Day

Thurs 6pm me and Phil are eating Wendy's. Get the call that his grandmother has made a turn for the worse and she probably won't make it through the night.

Thurs 8pm arrive in Richmond. Make it up to her room to see her laying there unresponsive, something that no one is prepared to see. She continue gasping for breath until other family members arrive and have there chance to say good-bye.

Fri 12am Hospital. Phil's grandmother finally passes and goes to be with the Lord. Many tears are shed as I think about how sweet this woman was to me even though I hardly knew her. Also makes me think of Uncle Towny and Pa, and how April is a cursed month. Good news is none of them are suffering anymore.

Fri 8:15 am Hotel. Me and Carrie (Phil's sister) have just gotten our breakfast and headed to a table when the fire alarm goes off. Everyone evacuates to discover there was a fire in the elevator shaft that we had used to ride down to the lobby minutes before.

Fri 9:15 am Hotel. Eat breakfast fire alarm starts to go off again, our stuff is packed so we take the stairs and leave.

Fri 10am Truck. Me and Phil leave Richmond talk about how crazy the day has been, but how grateful we are to have made it and been able to say goodbye.

Fri. 11:30am Charlottesville. Decide to stop and get lunch with my best friend! Went to mellow mushroom and had some great Pizza. It was great to see her and chat, had so great jam from Nicholas's mom too.

Fri. 2:00pm. Arrive in Lynchburg. Give Phil the air filter I bought and ask him if he can put it in my car while I pack. I run in the house repack my bags for home and take a bunch of stuff out of my room. Phil discovers the air filter is the wrong side, but I told him nvm I would just get it replaced Sat morning when I got my car inspected. We say our good byes and I'm on my way.

Fri. 3:00pm. Leave Lynchburg. Just like every other time long drive ahead but excited to get home and relax with my family after the night I had.

Fri. 3:45ish pm. Lane Change. 18Wheeler is messing up my cruising which is set at 65mph. Check my blind spot review mirror, no one behind me for a long time so I change lanes to go around it. I always get over far cause 18wheelers have the worst blind spots, but this time was different, I got over a smudge too far.

Fri. Time is no longer relevant. My front left tire is gone and I am spinning out of control just trying to break so the cruise control will shut off. I see the guard rail and try my best to stop before it;s too late then impact. Car finally stops, I'm bawling and I look up to see two ladies trying to get me out of the car. I'm bare foot they get my shoes and we take out what ever belongings I can hold. They call the cops as I cry my eyes out when i see my car. I call Phil and my parents. Car is torn up most likely totaled, I love that car, my first car, we've bonded over the years.

Fri. I'm guessing 4:30pm now. Cops come, fire department comes. finally wrecker comes. I climb into his truck, can see my focus on the bed in the side mirror she looks awful and I am stunned to think an hour ago I was happily heading home on a road I've driven so many times.

Fri. 5pm. Arrive at Wal Mart. Me and the Wrecker guy unpack the focus from front to back making sure to get everything out. We place most of my belongings in a shopping cart. I finally know what it feels like to be homeless and have people look at you strange.

Fri. 5:30pm. Phil arrives and helps me pack my things in his truck, parents are on the way.

Fri. 6pm. Me and Phil head to the Rubby Tuesdays in the parking lot to get a drink and wait for my parents to arrive.

Fri. 7pm. Parents show up and we eat and talk about the accident then we get in the car and head home.

Fri. 10pm. Make it home safe and collapse into my bed, neck is a little sore but other than that nothings wrong at all.

Sat. 9am. Wake up feeling fine can move with ease.

Sat 11am. Drive to Walgreens in the Mazda. It was scary, but good to know I can still do it.

These past few days have been a blur and somewhat surreal but God has been there through it all and as reminded me how important life is. Me and Phil have had each others backs and been there to lean on each other and comfort each other and I am so glad I have him. I'm thankful for my parents too who rushed to my rescue and to all my friends and family who have encouraged me by checking on me. God is good, I'm okay and Phil's grandmother is no longer suffering. Over all lots to be thankful for! :)