I went to work today late - see I wanted to sleep in. So I did. And I do feel better, or at least I did until while driving out of my parking lot traffic was unusually heavy at 9am. Wondering why I started looking around only to see a big white van laying on it's side and a black suburban all too close. OH MY GOODNESS! Was my first thought. Where are the people... I hope he's not still inside! (Seeing as the van had landed on it's drivers side). Something is weird about all this I thought.... and then it dawned on me. Where are the cops? Where are the ambulace? Where are the fire trucks? This must have just barely happened. Should I call 911? Surely someone else already has - but what if that's what everyone thinks.
That's when the first cop car pulled up. And I noticed the man who had been driving the van was up and walking and talking to him. He clearly was shooken up.... but I was glad to see he was safe. Then my light turned green and I continued on. All the way down state street pulling to the right for the numerous emergency personel on their way to the rescue.
For as long as I can remember I have always said a prayer when I hear sirens. A special prayer or peace, and safety, and comfort. That wherever they are rushing to they can get there in time. I said a prayer for them and drove much more patiently to work.
I hope everything is ok.