A year ago . . .

I still shake my head in disbelief when I think of the series of miracles packed into about a 10 second time period of events this time last year. I had taken the kids to a Fort Worth Cats baseball game that was rained out minutes before it started by an unexpected deluge of rain. 3 inches in 30 minutes. As we left Fort Worth - safely seatbelted inside our lovely 9 month old Toyota Corolla - we hydroplaned - lost control - slid to the left side - hit the center concrete barrier in the highway - spun out - slid across all the lanes of traffic - head on into a light pole - which saved us from hitting a retaining wall head on. The pole started to come down on the top of our car - and then instead slid down sideways - away from the car. Air bags deployed and seatbelts were secure. Although our car was sticking out into traffic on a blind curve - and other cars behind us hydroplaned too - we were spared anymore trouble until the firetruck came to block traffic. Other than some seatbelt burn, bruises and a little bit of shock - we were all ok. It's taken some time to 'get back on the bike' as they say - but we are so grateful that we were so blessed. Many people (angels) stopped to help and my always-helpful wonderful in-laws immediately came to our rescue. Poor Bob was out of the country and prayed us through the whole thing. I am so grateful for the protective arms and watchful eye of the Lord that night. There had to have been angels surrounding us every step of the way home that night. Grateful just doesn't seem to cover it.