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I forgot all about posting this since it happened so long ago and while you were alive. Probably one of the strangest things to happen to us. As I have blogged before, your survival and birth are nothing short of miraculous, really beyond medical explanation. Obviously, once you were born, many medical interventions were taken (including surgery, the trach, g-tube and life support). But in utero, your survival is almost miraculous because it defies any other explanation. I won't get into the technical medical stuff ... because I am focusing on the other miracle...
We were driving back from our DisneyWorld trip. Lynne & Don and Family were following us. We had left the Resort early, in hopes of getting a good start on the trip back home. We went to Dunkins to fuel up on caffeine and then we got on the highway near the Route 4/ 95 merge, which is heavily traveled. By now it was around 8:00 a.m., peak travel time, not what we had hoped for. We were in very heavy traffic, four to five lanes wide, basically bumper to bumper. That's why we didn't see it coming. Suddenly in front of us was a "boat seat" (we would find this out later) but in any event, an object was in our path and daddy swung around it to avoid it. Lynne and Don, never saw it coming either. Horrified, I knew they would be killed, there was no time to react. Coming over a crest of a hill with 18 wheelers and other traffic all around us, I screamed NO and said "Oh My God, I am going to watch my sister and her family die". It all happened within a second, like life flashing before your eyes and I looked in the side view mirror to see Lynne in a full 360 spin as they hit the seat (wood) head on. I knew they would be killed instantly because there was so much traffic.
What happened next, I will only one day understand, but definitely not in this 'life time'. I could not bear to look and continued my shrieking and Daddy said "no no ~ they are okay" and I looked again and there was Lynne's car in the middle of the highway, all alone (as we were) and she was able to correct the spin. We all pulled over, still not sure what we had hit. I expected many other people to stop and as I exited the van I realized it was quiet. Almost dead quiet. An eerie quiet that I have not ever heard again. Lynne & Family pulled up behind us, in the breakdown lane and I was almost shocked to see no one around us. Suddenly, a car pulled up behind us and I was like "FINALLY! SOMEONE STOPPED" even though in the moment I didn't realize there were no cars .... we were completely alone. So I said to this person who stopped, "DID YOU SEE IT" and the person looked quite puzzled and said "yes of course I saw it, I am the one who dropped the seat". The man was pulling a boat and apparently the boat seat had become detached. So this person had time to continue on to the exit, get off, get back on the highway and pull behind us.
Once we realized he was the one who dropped the boat seat and no one else seemed to be around, while just moments before we were in bumper to bumper traffic, I glanced over to the crest and like a wave, cars began to pour out ~ as had been the case all morning. We called the Police and it took them around 45 minutes to come. When they arrived, the Police Officer informed us that usually the calls along the highway were fatalities and that's why he didn't come right away ....
It didn't dawn on us what had happened because we were so freaking nervous, high on adrenaline, thinking we almost all got killed. Our van smoked from the pieces of wood stuck within the engine ... apparently this guy had a thing for solid wood boat seats.
This is something I will never fully understand, what happened that day? Where did all the cars go? It is impossible that there were just 'no cars' because we were in heavy traffic. And once we were on the side of the road (breakdown lane) and the guy came back (which means he had to have gotten off the highway and then back on, how much time would that be) and during that entire time, no cars went by? No trucks? Nothing, just a nice serene quiet highway? In the moment, it seemed deafeningly quiet - almost a bizarre sound I have never 'heard' before, more the absence of all sound.
It really makes me wonder what happened? And why it happened. And realize that miracles are something beyond understanding.
xo xo Mommy
I forgot all about posting this since it happened so long ago and while you were alive. Probably one of the strangest things to happen to us. As I have blogged before, your survival and birth are nothing short of miraculous, really beyond medical explanation. Obviously, once you were born, many medical interventions were taken (including surgery, the trach, g-tube and life support). But in utero, your survival is almost miraculous because it defies any other explanation. I won't get into the technical medical stuff ... because I am focusing on the other miracle...
What happened next, I will only one day understand, but definitely not in this 'life time'. I could not bear to look and continued my shrieking and Daddy said "no no ~ they are okay" and I looked again and there was Lynne's car in the middle of the highway, all alone (as we were) and she was able to correct the spin. We all pulled over, still not sure what we had hit. I expected many other people to stop and as I exited the van I realized it was quiet. Almost dead quiet. An eerie quiet that I have not ever heard again. Lynne & Family pulled up behind us, in the breakdown lane and I was almost shocked to see no one around us. Suddenly, a car pulled up behind us and I was like "FINALLY! SOMEONE STOPPED" even though in the moment I didn't realize there were no cars .... we were completely alone. So I said to this person who stopped, "DID YOU SEE IT" and the person looked quite puzzled and said "yes of course I saw it, I am the one who dropped the seat". The man was pulling a boat and apparently the boat seat had become detached. So this person had time to continue on to the exit, get off, get back on the highway and pull behind us.
Once we realized he was the one who dropped the boat seat and no one else seemed to be around, while just moments before we were in bumper to bumper traffic, I glanced over to the crest and like a wave, cars began to pour out ~ as had been the case all morning. We called the Police and it took them around 45 minutes to come. When they arrived, the Police Officer informed us that usually the calls along the highway were fatalities and that's why he didn't come right away ....
It didn't dawn on us what had happened because we were so freaking nervous, high on adrenaline, thinking we almost all got killed. Our van smoked from the pieces of wood stuck within the engine ... apparently this guy had a thing for solid wood boat seats.
This is something I will never fully understand, what happened that day? Where did all the cars go? It is impossible that there were just 'no cars' because we were in heavy traffic. And once we were on the side of the road (breakdown lane) and the guy came back (which means he had to have gotten off the highway and then back on, how much time would that be) and during that entire time, no cars went by? No trucks? Nothing, just a nice serene quiet highway? In the moment, it seemed deafeningly quiet - almost a bizarre sound I have never 'heard' before, more the absence of all sound.
It really makes me wonder what happened? And why it happened. And realize that miracles are something beyond understanding.
xo xo Mommy
1 comments:
Cheryl, weren't Dad and I in a plane on the way home? We had no idea what was happening, we could have had a tradegy happen and been informed once we got off the plane - o my God - I can't really believe it - and I believe it was Jehovah's intervention, in this instance - all of you two families wiped out - just too much to take -
and the way you describe it seems to be true - unimagineable as all of Jehovah's wonderful works are, including Bryant's masterfull life - fooling everyone - and as a Witness proving all the "glorious Drs" wrong - intervening definitely let that happen, like your bleeding stopping - all that we could have our precious Bryant with us for 20 years -
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