Life in perspective
Sometimes I am a very selfish person. I had (or so I thought) a really bad yesterday. I even had a mini-meltdown over all the things we have going on right now that are stressing me out. Then a couple of things happened that made me kick myself for whining about my own stuff. The first thing was hearing about a very sad thing that happened to a good friend.
The second thing happened yesterday as I was driving home from work. A police car was blocking the entrance to our street and waving people from being able to turn or anything. So I called CT because I knew there was a back way, but wasn't sure what the street was. He said there was an accident across the street from our place and talked me through the backway home. When I came around the corner, I saw several police cars, firetrucks, ambulances, the works. I parked and met CT and we walked up the sidewalk to see what was happening. What we saw was a beat up car near a powerline pole. We watched as the firemen cut the car apart to get to the driver inside. Seriously. First the roof was cut off and tossed to the side, then we could see the car rocking as they cut what we assumed was the door and maybe part of the side. Then some of the policemen came and chased us down the street because they were bringing in a helicopter. The helicopter swooped in and landed in the middle of the road, they loaded up the driver and it took off. It was weird to watch it all happen, but yet we couldn't help it. I said a silent prayer for the person as they flew away, then we finally went inside.
So yeah, puts things in perspective doesn't it? As I said to CT, I may be feeling completely overwhelmed right now, but at least I didn't get cut out of my car and flown to a hospital.
The second thing happened yesterday as I was driving home from work. A police car was blocking the entrance to our street and waving people from being able to turn or anything. So I called CT because I knew there was a back way, but wasn't sure what the street was. He said there was an accident across the street from our place and talked me through the backway home. When I came around the corner, I saw several police cars, firetrucks, ambulances, the works. I parked and met CT and we walked up the sidewalk to see what was happening. What we saw was a beat up car near a powerline pole. We watched as the firemen cut the car apart to get to the driver inside. Seriously. First the roof was cut off and tossed to the side, then we could see the car rocking as they cut what we assumed was the door and maybe part of the side. Then some of the policemen came and chased us down the street because they were bringing in a helicopter. The helicopter swooped in and landed in the middle of the road, they loaded up the driver and it took off. It was weird to watch it all happen, but yet we couldn't help it. I said a silent prayer for the person as they flew away, then we finally went inside.
So yeah, puts things in perspective doesn't it? As I said to CT, I may be feeling completely overwhelmed right now, but at least I didn't get cut out of my car and flown to a hospital.