6.10.14~~ The Accident

So I witnessed an accident today. Actually a lot happened today.
We're still moving stuff. Mainly odds and ends, books, papers, everything in the refrigerator and freezer. hahaha. Liz and I made the trip into Anchorage.
I woke up especially early today. The cable man is set to come out and I didn't want to miss him. Ah, how I wish TV wasn't such a big thing around here, but it is, for now. I had a small list I texted Bill of things I wanted to get done. Several letters that has to be mailed and as I was making the drive this morning/ afternoon, I was behind a bread truck and realized I had wanted to stop at the bread store. I think I made it right at a drop off. There were boxes and boxes of all kinds of bread, chips, all kinds. Everything was like 1.50, crazy good!
Then to the post office, again, no line, no waiting really.
To the townhouse. I had to pickup the paperwork for the post office here in Wasilla. I loaded up the van. As I was packing the fridge, which I hadn't planned on doing, but I really didn't want to go grocery shopping with all the groceries we had in the fridge and freezer. A tub of gravy fell out and onto the floor. My first thought and I actually said "Really? Now?" Then I had the immediate thought, maybe this was planned. So I happily cleaned up and finished packing the van. I got in and headed out. I knew I was going to take the highway to the new Natural Pantry store to check it out. I got behind a truck, which made an abrupt stop. I waited to get out on the highway. After a few moments I noticed there was a van in front of the truck with a badly crushed in tailgate/ bumper. Then I saw the driver of the truck get out and on the phone. No one from the van was getting out. Uh-oh, accident. Do I pass? (By this time at least 6 vehicles had passed) What do I do? I actually thought back to those videos they make you watch in First Aid Class. Move to safety. I pulled around in front of the van. I instructed Liz to sit. I walked back to the van, the driver's window was partially down. But I noticed the driver was in the back with several passengers. "Is everyone okay?" Yeah, yes, I think so yeah. Can you do me a favor and open my door, do you see my phone?" There it was on the floor. I handed it to him. A woman was upset in the back and the passenger was an elderly man. I walked over to the passenger side door.
"Sir, are you okay?" He was in a wheelchair, his arm was twisted behind him and wedged between the wheel of the chair and the chair. "Sir, are you okay." His eyes were glazed and pupils dilated. Oh, man. Oh, do I move him? He said something about his leg and I noticed 2 pieces of glass on his face. "Sir, you have glass on your face, I'm going to just brush it off." I could see it was just laying on top of his skin. His eyes seem to brighten.
"Thank you".
"Oh, it's okay. Look, I'm going to touch your hand, please tell me if it hurts."
"My leg".
"The police are coming sir," I slowly touched his hand and could see his arm wasn't twisted too bad and easily removed his hand from the wedged area. He looked relieved. The woman in the back was calming down. Pray. Pray. Pray. I kept hearing this from the time I stopped.
The police came. She took my driver's licence. The drivers were both off the phones by now. Do you mind if I pray I asked the driver and passengers?
"No, go ahead".
I prayed. Oh, my heart was hurt, but it was like I was back in the Peace bubble. I got my licence back and told everyone I had to get going. The ambulance was there and I didn't want to be in the way. As I drove away the impact of what I saw and my reaction caught up to me. I called Bill. I told him everything. I realized, had that gravy not spilled, had this, had that happened or not happened... I prayed again. Thank you God, Thank you that everyone seemed okay. I feel blessed that... you know have you ever wondered if you make a difference in other's lives. I mean besides family and friends, am I helping someone else out? After thinking of all this, I just want to encourage EVERYONE, if you see something that doesn't seem right on the highway or roadways. Please stop. It could be that YOU make the difference. I'm not telling all of this for ANY pride/ praise, I'm telling you this so that YOU can make a difference, whatever you CALLED to do, there's always opportunity to help others. Love you. Love me. Love you. Love me.