second chances...

Saturday night was just another one of those work days. I was tired, ready to go home and snuggle in my bed, falling asleep to some re-run of CSI. Someone asked me for a ride home from work so i moved the super heavy TV my sister had just given me out of the front seat, to the back seat with the help of some dish boys. I gave her a ride home, and my friend insisted on driving seperate back to my house. So she started to follow me and we began the 5 minute drive back to my house. As i approached University Ave, traveling east on 2230, i looked in my rearview to check if she was close behind. I looked forward and continued to drive through the intersection, for me a green light. The five minute drive turned into a nightmare in a matter of seconds. I looked to my left to see two blinding lights, i heard and felt my car get hit, and all i could think about was how this was it. I focused on a picture of my little brother, one of my favorite people in the world, and was jerked all over the road. As i hoped two curbs and narrowly missed many things in the way, my car came to a stop up on the grass about 30 yards from impact. I turned off my car, opened the door and fell onto the grass. Within seconds my best friend was at my side telling me it was going to be ok. I was surrounded by people i had never met, telling me i was lucky. I asked if the other drivers were ok and they said yes. Within seconds from the time of impact i heard sirens. My heart was racing, my ribs aching, and my body bleeding. I had never been so scared in my enitre life. I remember looking back into my car to see my cheveron cup lodged in the dash of the passenger side. My phone was missing and so was my shoe. I was later told that impact was so great that my shoes had fallen off. The rescue squad and Provo PD came up to me in a hurry and escorted me to the ambulance. There they took my vitals and poked and prauded me to check all that was wrong. I was then taken to Utah Valley Regional where i was put in a room alone. The phone didnt call long distance. No one in my family knew. My friend and boyfriend made it to the hospital. Everyone was talking to me but i was in my own world. Why was i alive? The policeman came in and told me i was one of the luckiest girls he had ever met. The only reason why I had survived was my seatbelt and the airbags. The medics that brought me in came into my room to say goodbye. They told me to be thankful for my life and wished me the best. About an hour had passed before they took my X-rays. I was in a neck brace and basically naked. The XRay tech was a tiny asian man that went maybe to my belly button. He took my xrays and i was wheeled back to Room 12. I layed there crying and holding the hands of Chris and my friend that was following me. I still could not get over how i was alive. The two bright lights i saw before impact kept flashing in my mind. My family, my friends. What if i had been hurt worse? Was the last thing i said to someone I love you? The doctors bandaged me up and told me i was lucky nothing was broken, but that i would be sore for quite a while. About 3 am i was sent home, where i went to kali's house. The entire ride home was silent, except for the slow breaths i was taking inbetween tears. I have never been so greatful in my entire life. The support i had from family and friends was so great. My sister came down to provo sunday and took me to her house and loved me like i was her own. My nephews and niece both gave me big hugs, and Dave, linseys husband gave me a blessing. I know i was not alone in that car saturday night and that someone was looking after me. Even though, 5 days later i am still in alot of pain, i know it could have been worse and im grateful for the life i live and the breaths i take. Wear your seatbelt, and if you love someone, tell them.