So, as most everyone in the whole world seems to know, my brother, sister, and I were in a really bad wreck last week and my car was totaled. It was definitely the scariest thing that's ever happened to me, and we were so lucky to barely even be bruised. My dad said that had he randomly passed by that wreck, he wouldn't have expected anyone to be able to get out of the car. That baffles me. Obviously, the car was destroyed, but I don't even remember hardly getting hurt. God was definitely with us that day, and I am so incredibly grateful.
