Where to begin… Last week Sophie and I Traveled to Idaho to
spend time with all our families that had spring break while Stewart stayed
behind and worked. We left on Thursday, March 19th with the plan to
spend about 5 days with my parents on the farm and then to travel to Eastern
Idaho and spend 3 days with the Norths. Sadly our plan was changed when Sophie
and I got into a car accident while driving to Idaho.
It was a scary ordeal for both of us but luckily we both
were not seriously hurt and walked away with only a totaled car and a few
bumps. While driving on I-15 just north of Ogden but south of Brigham City,
Utah traffic had slowed due to a car accident. We passed a police car with his
lights flashing warning people to slow down. I slowed down took my cruise
control off while in the left lane. Sophie who was in the back seat asked me
something so I turned my head to answer her and took my eyes off the road for a
few seconds. When I looked back at the road it was too late. The flat bed semi
truck in front of me had slowed and I did not have time enough to stop our car
before rear-ending him at about 45 to 50 miles per hour. I did have my breaks
on full before we hit, so it did slow us down some before we made contact, but
it was not enough to help us avoid the whole ordeal. This all happened about 2 or 2:30pm.
Once we hit my steering wheel airbag deployed and the front
end was all mangled up but no glass was broken, thankfully. Sophie let out a
scream and then started to cry. I immediately got out of the car and opened up
the back door where I unbuckled Sophie and pulled her out. She and I stood on
the side of the road and I let her just cry. A police officer came and moved
our car and then after getting my license and car info had another officer take
us off the freeway to the next exit where an ambulance met us to check out
Sophie making sure she was ok. I had a second degree burn on my right hand from the airbag going off but nothing more than that, in fact I did not let the ambulance team look at it because it was something I could deal with later. After that the team that helped us offered to
have us come and stay at the fire station in Brigham City while I figured out
how to get to my parents home 4 hours away.
Those that took care of us were very kind and bought Sophie some Ice
Cream and gave her a new stuffed bear. She was treated like a princess even got
to watch cartoons on the big screen. They were a big blessing to me as I needed to
focus my attention on the problem at hand.
The wrecker came by the fire station; I was able to unload
all the stuff I would need for Sophie and I before he took it to Honeyville
where it would sit until I could figure out the mess I made. In the end I got a
$150.00 ticket for following to close and a mess to try and untangle. My dad
contacted our friends Joel and Larraine Hoyt who live in Logan, UT to see if
one of them could come and get us and take us to Burley to meet up with my Mom
and sister Katie who would then taxi us back to Bruneau. Lorraine was able to
come and took me to meet my Mom and sister. We did not get to my parents home
in Bruneau, ID until late that night probably 9 or 10pm.
I thought Sophie would have been scared to get back into a
car but instead she was a trooper and got back in her car seat like a champ. She
never once seemed worried while we traveled to Idaho. At one point she told me
I could cry and she would be brave for me. She also did get teary eyed over the
thought of losing our beloved car Grinda Inda, a 2006 Honda Pilot, and said oh
poor Grinda poor poor Grinda. We both LOVED that car.
I was beside myself the whole time we were in Bruneau,
trying to sort through the details of what needed to be done and how we were
going to get back to Cheyenne. Stewart and I struggled with difference of
opinions and trying to work things out long distance over a phone was not
helpful, we offten ended phone calls frustrated with each other. It was
hard I am not going to lie. Our first problem was the fact that neither Stewart
nor I thought to upgrade our insurance policy from liability to full coverage
on the Pilot when we got it in August of 2014. So when I wrecked it we lost our
car and all the money we had put into it. So now we needed to go and purchase a
new car. I am sincerely grateful for my mom and dad who instead of told me how
dumb I was to do that let me cry and then offered to help us by financing a new
car for us. My dad went right to work looking for us a new (used) car and came
away with finding a 2006 Honda Pilot in the exact same color as Grinda with 25
thousand miles less on it. So on Tuesday, my Dad and I went to Orem, UT and
bought us a car that Sophie has lovingly named Grinda.
I decided that it was time for us to travel back to Cheyenne
a week later, and cancel my plans to visit East Idaho and our family there. I
wanted to get back to Stewart and to work out differences and share our
feelings with each other in person. I needed to be near him. So with my parents
blessing and a lot of prayers Sophie and I traveled back to Cheyenne on
Thursday, March 26. I was nervous and worried that I would not be able to drive
without a panic attack. But I managed and Sophie was understanding when I told
her I could not help her so we did not get into another accident. We were both
glad to get back to Cheyenne safely and have no plans to travel without Stewart
anytime soon.
I know it will take us a long time to crawl out of this hole
I made but we can do it. I have had a week now to reflect on all that has happened
and to look for the blessings that occurred during this whole ordeal. First I
could have rear ended another car and caused some serious harm to those inside,
how thankful I am that no one was hurt but the car. Second I am amazed at how
fast we were able to replace the car. Third I came away with an impression of
haste, once I hit the semi in front of me I was no longer able to call the
insurance company and adjust my policy to full coverage. Likewise once our time
on this earth has expired I can’t go back and make up for my lack of scripture
study, prayers, or worthiness. I am also realized that I am not alone. For a
while now I have felt like God did not hear my prayers and did not care about
my circumstances, I came away from this experience with a sound assurance that
Heavenly Father is aware and answered my prayer to keep us safe and he helped
me put thing back in order after the accident. I know I have a loving Father in
Heaven, I also have loving parents who let me cry when I needed to, told me it
would be ok, and then helped me sort things out. I hope I can one day be a
blessing to someone else like they are to me.
these are the only pictures i manged to take while in Idaho, we are truly lucky we both walked away with no serious injuries.
And here is a picture of the burn on my hand, this is about 4 days after the incident. Gross huh? but it is healing up nicely and I do not think there well be much of a scar.