Blogging, Blessings and Stupid Stuff

First, the main blessing: Nobody was hurt. More of this later, the cause of the blessing to be filed under "Stupid Stuff".

Another Blessing comes from the blogging world. Well, I'm sure she had parents. Let me rephrase that - I found her through the blogging world. She's a blessing to many of us in the blogging world, to blogging crafters and crafters who read crafting blog. She's Linda Walsh, a true blogging queen who somehow manages about a zillion blogs.

She steps "behind the scenes", letting others take the center stage that she sets for them. She's never asked us for fees, favors or even thanks. Through her sites, she introduces us to one another, publicizes our websites and blogs and encourages us to try new techniques and crafts.

Today she has featured me on her I Love Crafts and Craft Blogs blog. Please pay her a visit, check out her blogs and let her know she's appreciated! Thank you!

On to stupid stuff. Specifically, my stupid stuff. Yesterday I totalled my van. I was always taught that if you do something well...so I aptly totalled the Honda in front of me, too. Stupid, stupid. Stooopid. That's not all. I let my insurance coverage lapse. Told ya - stooooopid. I was coming home from getting my Remicade infusion, knew I was still feeling tired from the three-plus hours that the infusion takes and from the Benadryl they give me before each infusion. What I didn't realize was that my focus on driving wasn't as clear as it "normally" is. The car in front of the young man who was immediately in front of me signalled to turn left. I wasn't going fast but I slowed down as I approached. The car turned but the one in front of me didn't. I don't know why he didn't go on. It doesn't matter. What matters is that I obviously applied my brakes too late and plowed into the back of his vehicle.

Hubby thinks my battery must have been crushed on impact, releasing acid onto the mess of wires, etc. that lived under the hood of my van. I remember smelling something burning but it wasn't until a gentleman urged me to get out of my van, calmly informing me it was about to catch on fire, that I realized what it was.

The impact forced the passenger side doors on the other vehicle together. His car is driveable but the passenger doors won't open. Hubby and I think the frame is probably bent, thus rendering the vehicle a total loss.

First and foremost, I thank God for protecting us, that neither of us were hurt. I thank Him that neither the young driver (nor his father, when he arrived at the scene) ranted and raved at me for being careless. I thank Him for getting the paramedics there so quickly, that they could check both of us out and that they were a calming influence on my shattered nerves. I thank Him that the officers on the scene were polite and soon had traffic flowing once again. I thank Him that he somehow let my husband know (through one of those "funny feelings") that something was wrong and told him to call me as I was talking with paramedics and that he works only minutes from where the accident took place so he could be there with me. I thank Him that the vehicle I hit was a '92 Honda and not a brand-spanking-new Hummer. I thank Him that my husband was more concerned about me than the loss of our vehicle. I thank Him for readers like YOU who keep us all covered in prayer.