A Swift Taste of My Own Mortality

And there it was. Just when I thought all was crap and I really couldn't cope with any more stress whatsoever, life decided to up, give me a slap and make me take a sharp look at what's important.

How so?

With a ridiculously lucky escape from what could have so easily been a fatal car crash.

Winding up at a 90 degree angle across the M25 with headlights racing towards you doing at least 70mph, while your door is so damaged that it has jammed shut, is a somewhat sobering reality check.

Luckily I was able to do what Keith later described as a "hollywood style kick" and bust the door open to get out.

Long story short, some idiot was speeding, lost control of his car, hit my drivers door at about 45 degree angle, pushing me into the back of a very large Argos delivery lorry.

The car's a write off but luckily, Keith, Sam and I are all still here without a scratch... plenty of bumps, bruises and a job lot of whiplash all round though!

Suffice it to say that walking away from this has refocused me and made me see just what is important. Unnecessary stress can be done away with.

That creaky old shelf in my head where my separate boxes of stress reside... all swept away.

Divorce... court... job... NVQ... none of it is important. I could so easily not have survived this crash and it would have made no difference to any of those things.

Family, the people I love. That's what is important. Nothing else matters.

Life is too short to worry about the things I can't change anyway.

I am wavering between being happy that I'm still here and being an emotional wreck and crying because the accident is replaying on a loop in my head and I can't sleep properly.

Its a struggle but I am trying to stay positive. Don't know how long it will last... I suspect this is probably a normal reaction to being in shock, so hopefully it won't last too long.

Obviously not my time to go yet.....

Pics from the night....