These pictures were from the next morning, but I thought you could use a visual of my poor baby with his black eye.
Anyway, I had a great time at small group and Griffin had a great time with his friends. I was also so happy because Tyler's flight was landing that night and we'd arrive home at the same time. I was done being a single mom for the week. Let me just say this, though-- I have mad respect for single moms. It's tough to do it for a week and I think single moms are the most incredible people.
As soon as I walked out of small group, I was shocked. In two hours, we'd gotten a complete covering of snow. There wasn't a flake of snow when we'd gone inside at 7:30. Although I was surprised, I wasn't worried. Come on, I grew up in southeast Michigan and had driven in way more snow than this.
Unfortunately, I was immediately humbled and knocked off my high horse when I started driving. I quickly realized this wasn't just any snow. This was the slippery, icy kind of snow from you-know-where, although I'm pretty sure there is no snow there. It took us awhile to get out of the neighborhood, but by the time we made it to the main road, I knew the ride home was going to be bad.
It normally takes us 5 minutes to get from our pastor's house to the freeway. That night it took me about 15 minutes. I was terrified, but I was so focused on getting us home safe. I had called Tyler before I'd left and he told me to be careful. He was on his way home from the airport on the same freeway that I was going to be driving on and he said that the roads were awful and that there were accidents everywhere. I actually had the presence of mind to unlock my doors and put my cell phone on the passenger seat "just in case". I'm now really glad that I did that.
We got to the freeway and as soon as I turned onto the on ramp, I knew we were toast. I was going SO slow, probably no more than 10 miles per hour, but I turned and it was just a solid sheet of ice. Even as I'm typing this almost three weeks later, my whole body is trembling. It was hands down the scariest moment of my life. As soon as we turned, we just started sliding. This was a problem because of a few reasons. We were headed down an on ramp, so we just started picking up speed. The other problem was that at the bottom of the on ramp, a semi truck had pulled on to the shoulder. This was probably because the driver realized that he was on a slippery ramp of DEATH. Smart man. Although, I drive a tiny little car and couldn't have stopped if I'd tried.
We slid down the ramp and smashed right into his cab. The impact caused my car to spin and once we stopped spinning, we stopped perpendicular to the on ramp. It all happened SO fast, but the only thing on my mind was Griffin. I basically flew into the backseat, but Griffin had a huge smile on his face and said, "WOW!!! TRUCK!!!" My sweet boy. I quickly got him out of the car with my phone where we got out of the car to stand on the icy road with snow coming down. It was not a great time. What was even worse was that the salt trucks were three cars behind me. THREE. Could you not have sped up a little and spared me of this, salt man?? Guess not.
After I was done being ticked off at the slow salt men, I called our friends who had been leaving small group at the same time. Then I called Tyler and freaked out crying. I kept saying, "I didn't do this on purpose! I didn't do this on purpose!" Well, DUH. He was so kind and calm and kept assuring me that he knew I didn't do it on purpose. Thankfully, Tyler was coming up on the exit that we had our accident at and was able to just get off the freeway. In the meantime, our friends Nick and Annie came to be with me. Bless them, they had their 2 year old and 5 month old in the car, but they came immediately. Annie held Griffin in the car, which Griffin loved because he loves her, and Nick helped me out in the blizzard. Thankfully, the truck driver was really nice. I was bawling and kept apologizing to him. Later on, he told Tyler, "Your wife is a real nice lady. She didn't mean for this to happen!" Bless his heart. I think I scared him.
It only took Tyler about 20 minutes to get to us, but it felt like an eternity. It was such a blessing that he hadn't passed our exit. The roads were horrific and it would've taken him hours to get to us had he been home already. Luckily, the truck had minimal damage (unlike my poor car), so we decided to exchange information and not wait for the police. I had already called them twice and they told me it could take hours because only two police officers were on duty and there were accidents everywhere. In other news, it felt a bit irresponsible of the city to only have two officers on duty EVER, but what do I know? Just another reason why I should never be in law enforcement.
Anyway, Tyler and Nick determined the car would be able to get home. Nick and Annie waited until we were leaving which I will never be able to thank them for. Seriously, those are some great friends. Tyler drove my car and Griffin and I drove in his. It was absolutely the scariest drive of my LIFE. What normally takes us 15 minutes took us an hour and a half. The roads were horrific. Again, I grew up in Michigan, but never in my life have I seen or driven in anything comparable to this. The roads were quite literally a solid sheet of ice. We had to drive up an incline in the freeway and I am not kidding you when I said that all around us were more semi trucks sliding backwards down the freeway because they couldn't make it up the icy incline. Then, we got to our exit and cars couldn't get off because of the incline. People were driving up and not able to complete the hill because it was so icy. It was insane. I seriously thought we were going to have to spend the night on the highway. I started sobbing, which in hindsight wasn't smart because I needed to concentrate on the road. Luckily, we were able to get off on the next exit, but I'm not sure I breathed once the whole drive home. I just kept saying out loud, "Lord, keep us safe. Lord, protect us. Lord, get us home." And He really did.
Sure, we got in an accident, but we were all safe. He kept us safe, He protected us, and He got us home. I have never, ever been so thankful to see my little yellow house. The three of us piled into bed and of course my guys passed out right away, but my adrenaline was pumping a little too hard. It was a crazy night. Since that night, I've struggled driving or being a passenger in a car when the roads are wet or it's snowing or raining. I hope that passes soon because I don't need another neurotic tendency.
And even though Griffin and I were safe and perfectly fine (which is obviously the most important thing), my little car was not so lucky. We are super thankful for car insurance and for a great collision shop. My car is already fixed and home with us!
This was my first really bad accident in 27 years and I'm hoping that it'll be my last. Fingers crossed! And if I ever come out of anywhere and there's a surprise snow, I will be staying there until the snow melts. I don't care if it takes a week; mark my words, there will be no more driving in horrific snow. Ain't nobody got time for that.
Happy Monday!

























































