My first real brush with death.
A close family member, even.
Why can’t he just wake up momma? He’s breathing, look.
I could not seem to wrap my sixteen year old brain around the truth.
I felt so weak and helpless, a tiny bird, suffocating inside.
As if I was a small child, still naïve and ignorant to the realities of life.
Don't test fate, that text can wait.
Ironically enough, his seat belt did the opposite of save him.
Even today I fail to understand. Nor will I ever.
Hard to believe it’s been six years, when will it ever sink in?
Grief on his birthday, anniversary of passing, mother’s day.
Kills me more than anything when the young go before there time.
He still had a whole lot of living left to do.
RIP Michael James
|My cousin Michael and I, cruising at an early age.|
Distracted driving is an issue that is sweeping our country, claiming lives and destroying families.
It is a conscious decision, of which we are all guilty at one time or another. A decision to make a phone call, send or read a text, put on makeup, eat that McDonald's.
This is a topic near and dear to my heart as I lost my closest cousin when he was just 17. He was texting and failed to notice the sharp turn sign. The rest is history.
If distracted driving is so dangerous, why do we continue to do it? As humans we tend to be natural born multi taskers and in a world of smart phones and GPS it is so easy to not give driving your full attention. We all lead busy, stressful lives and tend to take shortcuts and easy ways out. Some people still believe that the statistics don't apply to them, that they can defy the odds. But that is just crazy talk. The devastating reality is these tragedies affect people without discrimination. I've lived it.
The thoughts running through our minds...
I’m the only one on this road.
I’m close to home.
It’ll just take me a second to respond.
It will never happen to me.
In college, when I would travel the two hours back for a weekend at home, I would be exhausted after a long week of classes and struggle to focus on the road and stay alert. I would roll the windows down and blast the tunes to keep me awake.
Make your car a no phone zone!
I was selected for this opportunity as a member of Clever Girls Collective and the content and opinions expressed here are all my own.