August 31, 2006 Wreck

I've had a lot of chances in life to appreciate the fact that my OCD self is still here on this earth. None came more so vividly then on August 31, 2006. Lane and I were headed to my house in seperate cars, I in my Focus and he in his Truck. While taking a small road to home, a speeding ForeRunner came out of no where and struck my tiny Focus head on, while traveling approximately 70-80 mph. My car was thrown almost completely onto its side by the impact, throwing my 5 month old puppy into the passenger side airbag and then to the floor. The car then dropped back down onto what was left of all four wheels and came to rest against a dirt and rock embankment. Now I know your all wondering what could possibly make this scarier or worse- Try the notion that the love of my life was driving behind me in his two ton truck. That same two ton truck was right behind me when I was hit- By the grace of God Lane pumped his brakes, barely swerved and managed to avoid both me and the Forerunner. I can't imagine what kind of condition I would be in if I had gotten hit a second time or if Lane had swerved the wrong way. To make a long story short- Lane saved me. The damage to my car was so severe that I was trapped inside, along with a terrified puppy who was ready to bolt at the next opportunity (Which he did, but Lane and an unknown Good Samaritan saved him). To make matters worse, the case was poorly handled by the Oconee Sherriff's Deputies. But that is a long rant better saved for another time. Lane ended up being my savior time and again that day, taking Tagnan and I to the vet and then driving me to the emergency room to treat my own neglected injuries.
All I can say is that without Lane, I wouldn't be here. I know that better then anyone. He has always been there to make things better, to save the day and save me from whatever trouble I may have fallen into. Thank you sweetheart, for all you do each and every day. I am blessed to have found you.