I had a motherbitches post all planned for you today. I really wanted to tell you the rest of the story that I hinted at on one of my post-its yesterday.
I think it will make you laugh and roll your eyes.
But, I guess Wednesday is rapidly becoming my day when I’m actually serious for once and pour my heart out to you. Last week, it was about Bear’s struggles.
Yesterday afternoon, my phone rang.
It was Hubs, telling me that he had been in a car accident.
He was driving home from Raleigh, about 2 hours or so away from here.
He was on a major highway(40 for any of you familiar with the area), when he started to slide.
The truck started to spin out.
If he hadn’t somehow managed to gain a little bit of control, he would have spun out into oncoming traffic.
As it was, the truck spun around more times than he could count.
He said he felt like it was going to flip.
Somehow, there wasn’t much traffic around him and what there was managed to avoid him.
The truck went off the side of the road and down an embankment, where it slammed into several trees.
All of the windows shattered.
The truck could have kept going down the hill and probably flipped, but was stopped by the trees.
The truck is totalled.
Hubs, though, is fine.
He’s a little sore and I’m sure he will be feeling even more sore when he wakes up this morning.
But, he’s fine.
Monday is our seven year wedding anniversary. I have engagement pics in this post to share with you. Weren’t we just so cute?
But, one phone call is all it takes to remind you that sometimes “forever” might not be as long as you think.
Go show your husband, your wife, your kids, your whoever-means-a-lot-to-you some love today.
And I won’t forget about the motherbitch story.
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