Ever had your life flash before your eyes?
I had my life do just that, this morning.
While walking to work today, my life came literally an inch from ending. We’re talking squashed-on-pavement, not-a-pretty-scene type of ending. A car, a blue blur (which is all I could make of it) ran a red light seconds after the walk sign had appeared at the crosswalk in front of my condo… and careened close enough to the curb where I was about to step off, that I felt the air blow between my surface and the car’s.
My leg was already moving to step off, when something told me to look… And as the car flew past me, I heard several gasps, including my own. That was one scary-assed moment. It left me shaking for quite some time afterwards!
Have you ever had your life nearly taken? What happened?
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Oh sweet geezus love! I wish I was there now to give you a really long hug!
I learned from you about looking before stepping into the street… after all, you saved my life, from being hit by a bus this summer, that was my close call.
Hugs after work, Sweetie. Enjoy the warm warm warm sunshine today!
I had a girlfriend once. Closest call ever.
Sweetheart, where would I be, if I hadn’t janked ya?
AAAAHHHH!!! Halarious! I laughed, and I cried. Good one, Java!
Yes, yes…. been there. You know when I first came to Canada from New Zealand I must have done this so many times, I don’t know how I didn’t get whacked. Of course growing up as a child I was drilled *look right, look left, look right again* you can imagine how that works in North America
( Thank god you are ok, cause even after spending years to train my brain to now *look left, look right, look left again* I have come as close as that on a few occasions myself.
Michelle sent me!
Hmmm, well, I have been hit by 2 cars before! No major damage and both times it was the drivers fault. That was pretty freaky.
I had my own daughter’s life flash before me.. I dropped her off for a girl scout camping trip. Adults were there. A steadfast rule.. no matter what happens, you get out of the car and move way over to the side so I know you are safe. She did. Originally. As I backed out there was a boy walking in the parking lot so instead of her it was him I watched. She’d apparently dropped her back back and came back to get it but by now, thinking she was safe I watched the boy. Every time I heard something hit the van, I’d stop.. listen and look, seeing nothing I’d start moving again. Turns out she was part way under the van and now couldn’t get out. She is fine and wasn’t hurt.. the effects lasted a very long time as after I was afraid to drive, and she never moved from that spot way off to the side again.
I am glad, like her, you are safe too! Here from Michele’s.
Yes it has. It sure gets that ol’ heart ta pumpin’.
Glad ya made it. Happy Weekend for sure
Thank GOD you’re OK. The idiot who was driving probably still has no clue. That upsets me immensely.
When I was a teenager, I was a passenger in a car when the driver lost control on a Montreal-area highway. We were doing 110 km/h when we went over black ice. The driver freaked out, hit the brakes, and the car started to spin. We bounced off of two concrete walls – basically skittering back and forth – before coming to a rest in the middle lane. The vehicle was destroyed. We all, through some miracle that I’ve never been able to explain, walked away.
Even the cop was freaked: he swore he thought he’d be hovering over bodies.
I remember the sickening feeling as the car first lost contact with the ground, the wall rushing up to us, the sickening crunch as we hit again and again, the feeling that this was it.
To this day, I hate being a passenger in a car. And I wouldn’t wish any experience like this on my worst enemy.