Saturday, March 8, 2014

The cure for crying

I wasn't having a very good day yesterday. In fact, I was in one of those saddened states that takes a massive hug, a good talking to or falling asleep to come out of it. I got through the day in work but when I left, I broke, and drove through Dublin city centre and down the motorway wallowing in my sadness and trying to watch the road through my veil of tears. I'd just passed Naas on the motorway. Traffic was heavy but we were moving nicely. I was in the middle lane, radio off and my mind in a knot when suddenly two cars in ahead of me in the righthand fast lane, smoke starts billowing and spontaneously, a car spins 90 degrees and drives straight into the middle lane, causing the car it came towards to veer into the left hand lane where thankfully no one was coming. We all slammed on the breaks. The out of control car came to a stop in the middle lane and then cool as you like, reversed into the fast lane again, gave a little wave and off he went. And off we went. It all happened in a matter of seconds but was the closest to an horrific crash that I've ever experienced and the strangest thing was that everything carried on as normal two seconds later.
I'm pretty sure my heart stopped for a second and you can be sure my tears did too. I've never before had such a dramatic reality check to break my train of thought.No one was hurt but potentially someone could have died and quickly what was upsetting me became completely irrelevant. It's just the most bizarre thing how life places little things in front of you suddenly and unexpectedly that immediately change things. A few times lately, really dramatically amazing things have happened that have stopped me in my tracks.There's definitely someone somewhere looking out for me.*

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