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The boy was digging through his extensive collection of matchbox cars this morning and came across two crushed autos. When he showed me the mangled toys, it brought back a flood of memories.
The hubby was in a horrible accident four-and-a-half years ago. It happened at a little after 6:00 on a rainy January morning. A man, on his way home from working the night shift, ran a red light going 60 mph.
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The hubby's car was completely crushed, except for the spot where he was sitting. Surprisingly, he walked away from the accident with a few minor cuts and one heck of a bruised torso thanks to his seat belt. It was one of those "it-clearly-wasn't-your-time-to-go" kind-of moments.
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A few days later, I heard a lot of racket on the back patio. Our boy, who was three-years-old at the time, was really into playing with matchbox cars. He had somehow managed to sneak a hammer outside and was beating the snot out of a few cars.
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When I asked him what in the world he was doing, his reply was, "I wanted to play car wreck like Dad, so I'm crushing some cars." I quickly took the hammer away before a smashed finger was added to the carnage. He happily played "car wreck" for several months.
The boy and I had a good chuckle as we took our stroll down memory lane. We also talked about how glad we were that God spared the hubby's life that day. It was a good reminder to be thankful for each and every day. They are truly a gift.
2 comment(s). Leave yours!:
Great story, and fantastic for the walk away. This reminds me of a story a college friend told me years ago.
He was smashing cars in the garage, when his father walked in and said, "Wastefulness is a very bad thing."
But it appears that in your case, the wrecked cars were not wasted!
I'm glad that your hubby walked away from the car crash! Those pictures!!
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