PEACE, LOVE, AND SPARKLES.

Anyone who is friends with me on Facebook might have seen an update yesterday that I nonchalantly mentioned getting hit by a car. Yes, it happened. And yes, I really am fine.

Here is what happened:

I was taking a morning walk and was waiting at a light for the little green man to appear indicating that I could cross the road. I saw to my left a car at the light. This car had no turn signal on so I didn't even give it a second thought until I was in the crosswalk and saw in the corner of my eye a car turning into me. I looked to make eye contact with the driver and she was turned looking at her friend in the passenger seat. Neither of them saw me. My only instinct was to jump on her car to avoid the impact on my legs. She was in a little Honda civic which was maybe the only reason I was able to jump on the car. She saw me just as I was jumping and slammed on her brakes. This stop is where most of my injuries occurred. I fell backwards to the road. I have a few bruises but nothing is broken and the trauma was more emotional than physical.

In the brief second where I saw my life flash before my eyes I guarantee angels lifted me and jumped for me. Had I waited a second longer to jump she would have hit me, broken my legs and had her reaction been delayed could have killed me.

That experience is not something I take lightly. I know I am so blessed that nothing bad happened and that it was only a brief instance of pain and fear of the unknown. I would never wish this type of experience on anyone but I am taking it for what it is and am looking at the positive.

It happened to be Valentine's Day and I have always loved hated the day... this didn't help. It did remind me that it could be so much worse.

I have never liked Valentine's Day because I think someone who loves me should love me more than one day a year. It's a Hallmark holiday and I don't like chocolate so...

Moral of the story: Drive. Just Drive. Be alert even when you have the right-away. Be grateful for each day.