Right place, right time

I can't stop thinking about the remains of a terrible car accident we passed on Saturday. It was the kind of thing you see and wonder if the drivers even made it out alive and then you get that sinking feeling in your stomach that doesn't go away very quickly. Then I realized if we had gone to the store when we had first planned, we may have seen it happen {awful}, or worse, we may have been in it. I don't know for sure. But I am very glad that we put off and stalled leaving the house for just a little longer. I pray that the people were okay and they just have to get new cars!