As I was packing up my apartment I decided to get super organized with everything. who are we kidding...I don't
need an excuse to get super organized with everything. :)
Anyway...I realized I hadn't emptied my camera in awhile. I came across these pictures.
Looking at them I got that horrible panicky wreck feeling all over again. I started thinking how lucky I was.
-Lucky that my parents put me in a vehicle that held up like it did after rolling and flipping end to end.
-Lucky there was no traffic (in a normally high traffic area) as my car skidded from the left lane all the way across the interstate.
-Lucky that all I got was a concussion (from my bassoon which flew from the back seat).
It could have been so much worse than it was. The inside did not hold up as well as the outside, but I couldn't stand looking at pictures of that. Even the crew that showed up at the wreck kept saying we were lucky to be alive. Moments like these just make you realize how much you should cherish every moment. I don't want to sound preachy or cliche, but it's common sense...don't ever take anyone or anything for granted. That easy. Feel lucky that you wake up each morning and live the life you get to live.
