Don’t you hate it when you can’t keep your eyes open? Literally! I was driving my son to practice and my daughter to rehearsal and my eyes wanted to roll back in my head while I was behind the wheel. Upon arriving back home, I brewed a full pot of coffee and began slurping it down; so picking up the kids after their activities would be a safer drive…and it was. Thank God for coffee!
There’s nothing scarier than the prospect of crashing with your kids in the car.
I remember one time I actually fell asleep behind the wheel. My children were little and we had recently moved to Kansas City. I was experiencing post-partum depression and was medicated, not to mention I was exhausted from the move. It was around three o’clock and the afternoon sun was bright and hot. I was on my way home from the grocery store; and both kids were strapped into their car seats in the back of my suburban. I turned onto a four lane street with a large, grassy median and the sun shone directly into my eyes. I blinked slowly and tried to keep my eyelids from drooping further. The next thing I remember, the driver’s side tires were up over the median and I was heading for a tree. I jolted awake and yanked the wheel to the right, missing the tree and sending my car back into the street. Thankfully, there were no other cars on the road at the time. My heart was racing with adrenaline infused fear, as I glanced back at my kids. They were sleeping peacefully, just like I had been a split second earlier.
I don't know what jolted me awake in the nick of time, but I give credit to God, who probably sent my guardian angel to shake me back to coherency. It took me several weeks before I trusted myself to drive with the kids in the car again. To say the experience shook me, is putting it lightly. I was horrified. It made me realize how quickly an accident can happen and that in one moment life can be snatched away.
The moral of the story is.... I don't feel bad about my coffee addiction. The way I see it, it just might save my life. ~