A mail truck swinging in ahead of you as you swoop down a hill.
A child vomiting on you as you’re about to walk out the door.
Sometimes the universe conspires not against you, but for you.
Saving you from the speeding ticket that lay in wait just beyond the mail truck.
Forcing you to stay home and not only soothe your child, but cleanse yourself of the worries of the day.
When your world is spinning at an alarming rate, there is no room for error.
But certain things cannot be ignored;
Course must be altered –
if only for one blessed moment.
Chopping Potatoes 
Oh Jennifer. . . I seem so much to be lacking for words lately, even small ones.
Yours mean so much to me, I cannot tell you.
Thank you.
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Your last two words, though small, carry great meaning 🙂
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I once rear-ended a car in Pensacola which saved me from sailing into a busy intersection where I surely would have been hit by a number of other cars. The car that was stopped at the red light in front of me did me a favor, though I bet the passengers therein would beg to differ!
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Fender bender vs. t-bone. Definitely the lesser of two evils – for you anyway. 🙂
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