This is the week in which I released my second novel and had all these blog posts planned in support of it.
But, honestly, how it sells and how it's received is pretty inconsequential compared with what is truly important in my life.
My son is fine.
:Takes deep breath:
My son is fine.
His car spun out of control.
He hit the snow-packed barrier and ramped over it.
He was wearing his seatbelt.
My son is fine today because he was wearing his seatbelt.
He wears his seatbelt because we always wore our seatbelts. I won't even back my car out of the driveway without my seatbelt on. It's just the way it is.
His dad drives a race car and has the whole harness/HANS (head and next restraint system)/roll bar thing going on. He's walked away from crashes because of the safety gear.
Please don't tell me you want to be thrown clear in case of an accident. I'm sorry, but that's bullshit.
So consider this your tough love Public Service Announcement of the day.
Wear. Your. God Damned. Seatbelt.
If there was a like button, I'd hit it a thousand times. I was in a nasty car wreck when I was 9. Thanks to my seatbelt, I came out with nothing worse than a broken nose and palate bone and a couple rows of stitches. Our car was completely totaled ... it could have been so much worse.ReplyDelete
I refuse to even ride in the car with people who don't buckle in. I refuse to be a witness to that kind of injury if anything should happen.
I'm very happy to hear that he's okay.
Damn i could feel my innards drop when i read that. I'm so glad he's okay, and that you are, and yes everything else pales in the light of could have happened and didnt happen.ReplyDelete
Ive been a seatbelt fanatic for years now, its become so automatic that sometimes Im not even aware of putting it on.