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Over the weekend the family and I went up north to the the in-laws place so that N could help his dad put in the dock, and so that we could begin preparing the house for the season (cleaning and such). It was a pretty good trip. The weather was nice for the duration, and S had a marvelous time with her grandparents. Plus, we didn't have that much to do work-wise. With the exception of baby E crying all night Saturday and into the early morning hours Sunday, keeping most of the house awake, the trip might have been the best one yet (of those when we were there with the in-laws, of course).
The drive back was uneventful until we got to Livingston Co. The traffic suddenly stood still, which took us off-guard since we were going at least 60 - 65mph.
Thankfully N stopped us before we smacked the car in front of us. Anyway, We ended up being stuck in traffic for more than 30 minutes. We actually parked the car on the freeway because we had been motionless for so long. When we finally began to move we discovered that the back-up had been due to a horrific accident. When we drove past we saw the two cars involved in the accident being loaded up onto trucks. From the mangled and compacted remains, it was obvious that one or more people had died there.
One of the cars was a convertible that had obviously flipped and landed upside down. The other was a compact car whose front end and front seat had become one. It was a sad, terrible sight.
It really made me think about how quickly life can change. Of course, worrying about it won't change the inevitable. Death is part of life. Still, it makes me think about how very little time we have in the grand scheme of things. It also makes me think about how nothing is certain. It's frightening to consider how much time we each have left in our own lives, especially when nothing is set in stone and anything could happen at anytime to anyone.
It's depressing, I know. Yet, this knowledge of my own mortality has me considering the future. Perhaps it's time I motivate myself to do some of the things I have put off - always assuming there would be plenty of time to do them. Perhaps I should also spend more time with the people I care about. Who knows if they'll be here tomorrow.
Anyway, sorry for depressing everyone. It's just what's on my mind tonight.
The drive back was uneventful until we got to Livingston Co. The traffic suddenly stood still, which took us off-guard since we were going at least 60 - 65mph.
Thankfully N stopped us before we smacked the car in front of us. Anyway, We ended up being stuck in traffic for more than 30 minutes. We actually parked the car on the freeway because we had been motionless for so long. When we finally began to move we discovered that the back-up had been due to a horrific accident. When we drove past we saw the two cars involved in the accident being loaded up onto trucks. From the mangled and compacted remains, it was obvious that one or more people had died there.
One of the cars was a convertible that had obviously flipped and landed upside down. The other was a compact car whose front end and front seat had become one. It was a sad, terrible sight.
It really made me think about how quickly life can change. Of course, worrying about it won't change the inevitable. Death is part of life. Still, it makes me think about how very little time we have in the grand scheme of things. It also makes me think about how nothing is certain. It's frightening to consider how much time we each have left in our own lives, especially when nothing is set in stone and anything could happen at anytime to anyone.
It's depressing, I know. Yet, this knowledge of my own mortality has me considering the future. Perhaps it's time I motivate myself to do some of the things I have put off - always assuming there would be plenty of time to do them. Perhaps I should also spend more time with the people I care about. Who knows if they'll be here tomorrow.
Anyway, sorry for depressing everyone. It's just what's on my mind tonight.