Friday night, Britt's dad was driving us to Buckhead with Katie and Jessica too. We were on 400 and this car completely lost control coming straight at us going at least 70 mph. We all were quiet, mouths open just awaiting the final result. It seemed like 10 min, but I'm sure it was 30 seconds. I don't know how the car managed to fly all around us and not directly hit us, causing us to hit others. Then, the car ran into the guardrail, which overlooked 285, so even more people could have been involved, but somehow the guardrail finally stopped the car without hitting anyone else. I don't know how, but it was as if a bubble was around all the rest of us. There was definitely steady traffic and no one else was hit.
It's always horrifying watching accidents.
Then the girls started talking about how they've never been in a serious accident, but Britt and I both have. Really serious ones. Our memories are unbelievable how they can push aside so much trauma that we go through.
Lately, I've been realizing how all of us go through these moments that confirm that our existence matters. We're still here, aren't we? I don't know how anyone could honestly believe that God doesn't have a purpose for their life.
Things change shockingly fast and we can never prepare for them, but we can definitely know life is sweet. Everyday we can open our eyes and see how God is blessing us.
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This just gave me chills! That was so scary! But we're still here and have a lot more living to do :) We need to get together again soon, Friday wasn't enough! xxoo
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