The Death of Me

I almost died yesterday. I don’t think I’m being hyperbolic either. Driving home to Doright Manor from Tallahassee I remembered that we were out of the Gardein “chicken” noodle soup I love so much. It’s vegan, but you’d never know it.

I’d just passed a grocery store, so I found a place to turn around and after assessing oncoming traffic, began my turn. A small hill hid an oncoming car, and as I applied the brakes, my foot slipped off the pedal. Somehow I managed to react just quickly enough to avoid being broadsided. The guy might’ve been speeding a little, but if I’d been hit it would’ve been my fault.

When I finally made it to the store’s parking lot I sat for a moment, shaking like a leaf. And the thing is, I’d had a wonderful driving day before this. I don’t know if anyone else can relate, but it was one of those days when my timing was impeccable—until it wasn’t, and my guardian angel had to intervene.

So here I am being granted another day. I hope I’m worthy.

My guardian angel must be exhausted.

Peace, people.

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

19 thoughts on “The Death of Me”

  1. Whew! I know that feeling when you’ve had a close call and you think… “There by the grace of G-d go I.” It is a strange moment when you collect your thoughts and realize how close you were to dying. At that moment I usually take a deep breath and thank my Mom for watching over me. (After her death some twenty plus years ago she seems to stick around as my guardian angel).
    I am so glad you are ok. After all, you have new books to write!

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