Right place, right time.
Wrong place, wrong time.
I hear those two sayings used frequently. A right place, right time moment usually leads to something positive. A wrong place, wrong time moment has usually led to a negative outcome. Earlier this week, I had a "wrong place, right time" moment. I'm glad that I did.
After getting Ronan buckled in the car, I said to one of our therapists who had come to the house to work with us that morning, "I have to run back in to get my coffee. Oh, and the iPad, too. He'll use it on our drive back." As I remembered here we were headed, I realized that we were coming straight home, not going off on the errand that we sometimes do after this appointment. We'd be back sooner than I thought. Realizing that I wouldn't need to bring the iPad, I said, "Wait. I don't need the iPad; we're coming home right after his appointment."
I went back in the house.
I grabbed my coffee.
Then I grabbed the iPad.
As I unplugged the iPad from the charger, I remembered what I had just said. "I don't need this," I said to myself and walked out of the house. Saying goodbye to the therapist, I got in the car, put on my seat belt and drove off. I was a minute later in leaving the house than I'd planned.
Ronan and I got on our way. About to turn out of our neighborhood, I saw traffic immediately slow down. Then, it completely stopped. I could see why. Creeping very, very slowly past the scene, my heart skipped a beat. A car had flipped and was facing on-coming traffic in the exact lane that I was traveling. A sedan, with what looked like smoke coming from the undercarriage, was resting on its side half in the lane, half in the shoulder.
Traffic was heavy that day, and it was raining. Maybe those were factors that contributed to the accident. Surely, other factors could've contributed to the crash, too. Perhaps it was a distraction - like texting, or putting on make up, or reaching for something that had fallen, or reading a book. As odd as that sounds, it's not too far fetched. My kids have seen a few drivers holding and reading books while driving! I didn't see how it happened, but whatever caused this car to flip and land in our lane, I believe that we missed being hit by mere seconds.
People were starting to park along the side of the road. Some drivers were coming out of their cars and were running to assist. Others cars had also stopped, but they were still in the roadway. Those drivers, likely involved in or witnesses of the accident, were beginning to get out of their vehicles. They looked too stunned to do anything though. One on-looker just stood and stared. Another began to cry.
Once we cleared the area, I focused on where we were headed. Safely past and able to resume my speed, I got us underway again.
Daily, we say the Guardian Angel prayer. Angel of God, my guardian dear... I actually say it quite often. I'm in and out of the car several times a day as I pick up kids from school, take them to or from after school activities, as I run errands, as I get Ronan to therapy. I'm on the road a lot. The kids and I are on the road a lot together. I can be as safe as safe can be while we're out and about, but I make sure to be on the constant look out for potential trouble spots and for bad drivers wherever we go. Before even getting on the road, I know that I ask for some spiritual assistance and oftentimes do.
I don't know how the driver of that wreck fared. I'm hoping well. He or she has been in my prayers for a few days now. I've had another prayer running on repeat, too. That Angel prayer. It's a simple one and offers me great comfort. With how many miles I log, and with how many distractions there are out there on the road, I think I'll continue to keep it on repeat. With how quickly something can go wrong like it did for that driver, it feels like the right thing to do.