Tonight, while Sean, Kensington and I were driving, we witnessed a horrible car accident.
The car directly in front of us was hit and twirled around. It was then hit again by a car flying in the opposite direction, that proceeded to wrap itself around a street sign. Cars were destroyed, airbags deployed, time stopped and my life flashed before my eyes.
Had we been the car that was in front of us, Kensington would surely have been killed. The impact to her car was obscene.
Had we left 5 seconds earlier, life would have been altered forever. Perhaps taken from us.
When I realized this, sitting in our stopped car, watching fumes rise from the lifeless vehicles, I began to sob.
My precious child was spared. My husband was spared. I was just spared. Five seconds late to a horrible accident.
And I can’t stop thinking that this, my dad getting cancer, death that seems to be so prevalent around me, the verse I read the other day about life being “but a vapor” and so many other discussions and thoughts….
This isnt a coincidence.
I’m being told something. And I am listening.
Listening to the little voice in my head…
“Rachel….live with intention. Live with purpose.”