Friday, December 14, 2012

On the 11th day before Christmas....

On this the 11th day before Christmas I have been pondering how grateful I am that Scott was in just a  single car accident, as opposed to a multiple car accident.  I know that sounds a bit calloused but let me explain.  Scott's perfect driving record of no wrecks had been altered this last year.  He had two other incidents that were fender benders. We were often scared driving with him because we would look over at him and it seemed his eyes were closed as he was driving.  He always said that they weren't....but we were still nervous and tried to just keep the conversation going and keep him awake.  He did not often let me have the chance to do the driving through the years but more lately and especially at night he did give up the wheel.

I felt that it was getting close to having to have an intervention, so to speak, about telling him that he could not drive anymore.  That was something I dreaded and procrastinated for it would have emasculated him.  How do you tell a 57 year old man that he can not drive anymore thus affecting his ability to provide for his family?  Well, it never happened because I was still gathering up the courage. If someone else had been hurt in the accident, I know that I would not have survived the guilt and I know that Scott would have mourned.  On a Sunday morning just a few miles from home he hit a light pole...I just marvel at that no one else was involved .  I do rejoice that no one else was hurt.  I consider that a tender mercy.

I must add here that I am so relieved and grateful that my kids just came home safely from BYU.  They finished finals yesterday and were on the road today with rainy weather and I have been on pins and needles all day and it did not stop when they came in and told me about a little piece of paper HeartLee acquired on the trip.  A little something that said she was clocked going about 19 miles over the speed limit somewhere in Nevada.  It would be HeartLee because Hayden's friends say he drives like a grandma.  But the tender mercy here is that she was only given a warning.  I am so glad that the officer was in the Christmas spirit and I am so glad they are safely home now for awhile.

1 comment:

  1. Reading your words is like looking into a little window and finding there a wealth of beautiful things: selflessness, humility, and a rich gratitude, which on it's own is a treasure.

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