Anyone who knows me knows that I love my kids with all my heart and soul. I recently put a plea on FB for everyone to pray for Justin Miller and a miracle to rid him of his cancer (again) so he will live, and approximately 15 hours later my 2 oldest kids’ lives were almost taken. They were driving down the icy mountain road and a car spun out in front of them and then they were hit by a Semi truck from behind.
I don’t know if I can go into all of the horrible details as this is a fresh accident, but I have learned – re learned some valuable lessons from this situation.
I have been in an on again off again relationship with God. I struggle quite a bit with why so many things have happened with me, to me and my family, etc. But in the latter half of 2012, I decided once again to try to rekindle the relationship on my end. I read a great book called The Shack, I started praying with the boys, and having them pray for their older college siblings, and I really started to try to listen for the Big guy upstairs again. I frequently get many vivid dreams and I believe I got some relevant Intel from Him on more than one occasion especially regarding my kids. So lesson 1 pray for your kids they need a hedge of protection around them to keep them safe from accidents, disease, idiots, etc. Our prayers may not always be answered in the way we’d like or expect but I do believe prayer helps. The night the accident happened my daughter was sitting in the front while her brother drove through the snow and when she told me that they had the music low and they were concentrating, I knew to ask a good friend to pray for them and then I laid face first in bed and prayed for them until I couldn’t concentrate solely on them. Around 5 minutes or less after I stood up, my phone started to ring. I looked down and saw my son’s # calling. I froze, and said UMMM I know they can’t be home yet…. Please please don’t let anything be wrong. I answered and cautiously said “hello?” and it was my son hysterically saying “Mom we just got in an accident and it’s really bad. That was definitely the opposite of the witty banter I was hoping to hear from my daughter on her brother’s phone because hers died as usual.
That leads me to lesson 2 not just prayer, but Volvo’s save lives. When I saw the pictures and heard the story of what happened I kept replaying it over and over in my head, getting scared, angry, sad, and then when I was texting a few friends to let them know what happened it hit me! OH MY GOD, if he hadn’t bought that Volvo they’d be dead right now. I almost gave them my car when I moved so that I could get a new one, which would have been a huge tragedy. I am so happy his first car purchase was from a caring man at a mom and pop shop who really listened to what he needed.
Lesson 3 for all of you parents out there who have children growing into adults, make sure you force your child as long as they are on your health insurance to meet with a new primary care physician once they move past age 18. In case of emergencies like a freaking car accident! My son, following the pattern of many men, refused to go to the Dr. for physicals, etc. once he got to college, because he didn’t ‘need’ one. Well yesterday I spent many hours on the phone trying to get him in to be re-checked by a Dr. but because he is considered a new patient, no one had any time/space for him. Yes ladies and gentlemen even if it’s follow up after a horrid accident. I had really friendly concerned individuals helping me, but as soon as they called me back after talking to the Dr. we were shut down. I finally found a Dr. that got him in and that’s probably only because he had been there Jr. year of high school and I let them know what we had been through trying to find someone. He could have gone to the ER but we didn’t want to rack up any extra bills. This was unnecessary stress adding on to an already stressful situation.
Lesson 4 – There is at least Idaho Springs, Colorado Police Officer that is a complete ASSHOLE. This is another part of the accident story that I don’t know I should be broadcasting. But I’ll just tell you the things that I and some of my friends said to me after I told them what he did and didn’t do:
“Is this a dream?” “My life always has to be drama like a FUCKING movie!” “UMMM Is…that…even…LEEEEGALLLL?” “Are you Fucking Kidding me???!!!” “Please tell me they got his badge number!!” – Do I really need to go on?
Lesson 5 – Wine, Vodka, Godiva Kabobs, and Massively Large pickles are really yummy in stressful situations.
Lesson 6 Timing is everything. I couldn’t have planned this, but as I was on the phone with my children, mom and sister dealing with the after math of the crash. I was also trying to figure out when my buddy’s delayed due to the wonderful Colorado snow plane was going to land. Luckily it was my lifelong friend Jennie, who gets my “crazy” coming to visit. We had a great time but she let me deal with the craziness of the kids’ accident, gave solutions and really helped me not go nuts. If she weren’t with me this past weekend, I think I would have been a basket case.
Last lesson of this blog… 7 – Spirit airlines. Don’t . Fly. With. Them. Since their website was not giving me proper information, I decided to call them. I got someone on the line and I said. “I need to know when the ACTUAL departure time for flight 957 (or whatever the flight # was ),” and the customer service agent gave me the original time, which I had. I calmly and slowly stated again that I needed to know when the flight left Denver so that I could not have my guest waiting at the airport. The agent then proceeded to ask for the passengers first and last name. I was in complete shock! What if I was not a friend, and was stalking her, or worse? Just give the passengers name and Spirit may give you their seat number what they are wearing and the approximate number of minutes they should take to exit the plane once it lands! Seriously?! I said something like “WHY do you need her name? “ Then, I said “you know what I’m just going to hang up!” And I did.
In true Cool K fashion, I can’t have peace, calm and happy for very long – not sure why…. But I can get 2-3 crazy situations all rolled up in to one ugly ass package!
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