As I made my way home, I came across several road blocks. It turns out that there was a tornado that touched down and it pulled down a bunch of power lines and trees. Had I left when I originally wanted to, I would have been directly in the path of the tornado!
I feel blessed for the stranger who came in and delayed my leaving and possibly saved my life.
It took an hour to get home, navigating the road blocks and winding my way through backwood roads. When I got home, I took a picture of my battered peonies... still studded with raindrops from the violent skies.
6 comments:
Ohh goodness, I'm glad you are safe! Things do happen for a reason, even if it doesn't seem like it at the time.
So glad you dodged the tornado! Your story reminded me of when I had gone to visit a girlfriend of mine in a neighboring town, and I took a little-known (at the time) route to and from her home. I was getting ready to leave, and she persuaded me to have another glass of wine (only two over the course of the evening, so it was not a case of drunken driving) When I finally got around to leaving, I saw a terrible accident, a car with five people had been hit by a truck. All five were killed. The truck driver was speeding down the dark, winding foothills road and either didn't see or didn't have time or reflexes enough to avoid the car. It might have been me. I was terrified and so grateful for that last glass of chardonnay.
Holy cow! Glad you are safe. But everything happens for a reason.
Sounds like you had a visit from your Guardian Angel! Thanks goodness you are safe and sound!
Isn't it a wonderful feeling when something you think of as "bad luck" actually turns completely around?
I'm with Hope -- you had a guardian angel visit!
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