It was after midnight when I rushed out of my apartment. With my suitcase in tow, I hurried to the elevator, pushed the down button and paced back and forth with anticipation of the door opening. What seemed like five minutes was only thirty seconds before the door slid open.
I rode down to the parking garage, stepped out of the elevator and raced to my car. Time was of the essence and I couldn’t spare a single minute.
It was a very frigid night and the snow was just beginning to fall. Everything was so quiet and I could almost hear the snowflakes hitting my car. I was too upset to take great pleasure out of seeing such spectacular snowflakes drifting down through the dark.
The message I heard on my answering machine was short and to the point…”Roxanne, come immediately, extreme emergency.” I called home, but could not reach my mother.
When I drove on the mountain road I was almost hysterical with fright. It was snowing so much the windshield wipers did not clear the snow off the windshield very good. I was squinting my eyes, had a death grip on the steering wheel, one foot on the accelerator, and the other foot hovering over the brake pedal. I kept thinking I was going to get to the bottom of the mountain in lighting speed, but it would not be by way of the mountain road. I pictured my car, with me in it, doing somersaults as it fell to the bottom of the mountain.
I rounded a curve and that’s when a truck met me head-on! I screamed as it slid toward my car. I felt the car crash into the truck, the airbag hit me with such force it took my breath away and I passed out.
I remember waking up in the hospital room with tubes connected to me and my legs in casts. When I looked to the right of me I saw another patient in the other bed.
The patient called my name and I learned that it was my mother speaking to me! She had a large bandage around her head, and one of her legs in a cast.
My mother had fallen down the steps, injured her head and broken one of her legs.
We had not seen each other for over a month. Our being together in the hospital was not the kind of visit we had planned, but we found great joy in it despite our circumstances.
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