I was finally able to get some sleep last night. The accident kept playing over and over in my mind yesterday and it exhausted me. I hope I never ever see something like that again in my life.
I am more grateful today than I was Saturday night. I'm grateful for my life and the fact that I was not hurt in the crash. I'm grateful that my friends who I had just dropped off were safe at home in their beds and that they did not have to experience what I did. If something had happened to them I wouldn't have known what to do with myself. I'm grateful that nobody was driving down Route 6 East bound at the time of the accident. I'm grateful for each member of my family that I got to see and hug when I walked in my front door early Sunday morning (and for my sister and brother-in-law who I called hysterically crying too :). Life is (and is going to continue to be) good. Sometimes, as shitty as it is, it takes something like this to really put things into perspective. We are not guaranteed anything, and I'm going to try my best to not take things for granted.
I hope that the man who was operating the other vehicle is recovering from any injuries that he may have received during the crash. And I really hope that he is thinking about what happened and how lucky we are. I know that I am.
The accident report will *hopefully* be ready to be picked up tomorrow morning. Then I can contact my insurance company and start to put this whole ordeal behind me.
Today I plan on enjoying life. Getting my scrap on. Eating a yummy (and healthy!) lunch. Spending time with family and friends who I love dearly. Maybe even getting a little sun. Happy Labor Day, homeslices.
/sappypost.