I am teaching both girls to drive right now.
We drive a stick shift.
They rotate days.
Angelica drives on odd numbered days and Miracle drives on even numbered days.
Miracle was doing quite well yesterday and had actually clocked over three hours of drive time.
She was set to make a left turn off of a county highway and she stalled the car.
This usually isn't a big deal when it happens but at that moment a semi was barreling down on us.
I saw it in the rear view mirror and froze.
There really was nothing we could do.
It stopped less than an inch from our bumper.
We all breathed a sigh of relief that we are alive.
When I finally caught my breath, the first words out of my mouth were a prayer of thankfulness to God.
God is truly amazing.
There is something about realizing you could have died and feeling overwhelming gratitude that you are alive that decreases depression.
God is truly amazing.
