The Crash

Sometimes I sit down to write, and words come out easily....other times it is an effort.  I do it when it is an effort because it does me so much good to get my thoughts out here to share with my friends....it does me so much good not to isolate. It's been a stressful couple of days.  My mother was in a head-on collision with a motorcycle yesterday.  She is bruised, but escaped serious injury.  The motorcyclist....well...we are still waiting to find out if he made it.  He was in very bad shape at the accident scene and was airlifted out.... My Mom is so upset by all this, and is praying for him continually.  He was driving at what witnesses said appeared to be over 100 miles an hour, couldn't make the curve in the road and ran into her lane as they both came upon the curve in opposite directions at the same time.  She ran off the road to try and avoid him, but there wasn't much of a shoulder...just a rocky hillside to run up on.  His motorcycle was broken in half, he flew through the air and finally landed and slid even farther down the road with the part of his motorcycle that was still with him.  Her hood was covered with his blood.  She crawled out of the wreckage through the little bit her door would open, as her car was tilted up and lodged in the rocks on the hillside. I am so sorry for this guy...probably about 18-20 yrs old....and I remember when I used to drive too fast at one time when I was very young, for the fun of it.....I am praying he survives and recovers from his injuries. I am so very, very  thankful my Mom wasn't killed.  This is the 3rd headon crash she has survived in her life without serious injury!  I don't know how I would have handled it if she had gotten killed yesterday, I can hardly face even the idea of losing her.  I know losing your parents is a normal part of life....but I love her so much.  The bottled up tears that I've held since yesterday are finally flowing, and maybe I'll feel better now.  I've felt so blue today, couldn't get it out, didn't even connect it with the accident until I started writing.  Whew...My bio-mom died last summer, that was hard.....but this is the woman who claimed me, adopted me, cared for me, sacrificed for me, and loved me through everything.  She is my "REAL" Mom. Thanks to my beautiful friends who take their time to read, comment, and connect with me here in these pages.  I love you all, you are so important to me.