My friend Jen and I met downtown for dinner Tuesday night. We had a good time, as we always do. After our three hour long meal, we made our way back to the car.
We approached a very busy street. We waited at the hashed crosswalk. As the cars were whizzing by, Jen asked me, "Does this make you nervous?" After I freed my face of some speeding car swept hair, I nonchalantly answered, "no, it doesn't" and we finally proceeded safely across the street.
We were talking to each other as we crossed; one, two, three lanes. As we entered the fourth lane of the street, we both turned, and a car appeared out of what seemed like nowhere. We both screamed like the girls I suppose we are. We thought for sure we were going to get hit. We didn't know whether to run back toward the street, or bolt for the curb. We both hesitated for a moment, but quickly realized there was not one second to spare, as the car was coming faster. It was as though he didn't even see us. We decided to run as fast as we could for the curb. We could actually feel the speed of the car as it passed us by.
Our hearts were in our mouths. All I could repeat was, "we almost got hit by a car. I can't believe we almost got hit by a car!" I also couldn't help but think of how casually I told my friend how I don't get nervous crossing the street. I honestly don't. I, of course always think about our situation, but I truly don't usually get nervous.
I instantly flashed to my Mom, Gary, Aviana and the woman who hit them. I have always felt it could happen to anyone. Many beg to differ, some outwardly, some on the inside. That honestly bothers me something fierce. My Mom and Gary swore they looked both ways before they crossed the street. They swore it was safe. They said it happened so fast. They would never have put themselves, and above all, Aviana, in harms way. I know that. I would bet my life on that.
Jen has a husband, and two beautiful little boys, of which she would gladly lay her life down for. I have a boatload of real life experience with looking both ways before I cross the street. I know that life can turn on a dime. I am well versed in the lesson that in an instant, my whole entire life can be flipped on its top! I know that bad things don't just happen to others...they can happen to me, to us!
We used a cross walk that night. We looked very carefully before crossing that street. We continued to look as we were making our way across the street. The car appeared out of nowhere. We almost got hit by that car. It all happened so fast. We got lucky. So often we get lucky in life. Every so often we don't. It doesn't mean it can't happen.