Today Pace, Chase and I were were leaving to go to Target in one car, while TMom and Jessica were in their separate rental car. Those two have been visiting, which has been fun, and they were going to leave after the Target trip. Pace and I were a couple blocks ahead of TMom and Jess, and we waited at the long light on the corner of Freedom and 100 South. Chase was fussy, so I climbed into the back seat and gave him his pacifier. The light finally turned green and as we were driving along, the people in a car on our right ran a red light and plowed into the front right corner of the beloved Camry. So it’s kind of messed up now, needless to say, but fixable. Interestingly enough, there was a policeman in his police car right behind us, so Pace got the info exchange stuff taken care of with him pretty quickly. Most importantly, everyone was okay, even little tiny Chase. I don’t want to think about what may have happened if the car had hit the side where I was sitting, by Chase in the back seat. I ended up driving the Camry home while Mom and Jess took Pace to work. I put Chase down for a nap and just kissed his little head and was grateful to be cuddling him. Things like this cause me to think about how precious life is and that we need to be constantly thankful and improving ourselves and our relationships, because you never know what could happen.
