It was more than eventful.
No words could really describe the sinking feeling in the stomach. As the dust settled, the rattled nerves eased off, the realisation hit. The feeling sucked.
This was probably not the right platform to talk about what I thought happened or to speculate what happened. The key was I knew I had lots to be thankful about.
That I met with really good and helpful strangers.
That family was there.
That friends also tried to help where they could.
That our X rays turned out fine.
That I had much to learn about forgiveness.
That apart from some aches, we were still well, alive and kicking.
Thank you for this blessed life and the love that surrounded us.