Jewells of Thought

Yesterday my Mom came home from Church with tears. She said it hit her that they could have lost me this week. Not exactly comforting thoughts as my head was hurting at that moment. Her moment of poignancy was not lost on me though.

Back in 2005 Lilly’s car I think was gone after that accident. Fortunately, mine started right up and took me to Sullivan. Where I stopped driving for the rest of the day. I nearly immediately took Tylenol once I met up with Mom and Uncle Tony on the way to her appointment.

When Uncle Floyd Aunt Mary took us to eat Mexican that night the three of us seemed fine after our accident. Yet when Lilly and I left to go back down to her apartment we took a different car. The next morning I had a bad headache or migraine and didn’t make it back to my next class that morning.

I did make it back to class on Friday though with an interesting story for my classmates to hear.

My Mom just voiced her guilt talking to one of her sisters-in-law. She knows I was in a rush trying to get to her at Sullivan in order to get to her appointment in Terre Haute. Mom thinks she’s to blame for my accident. She knows there was another factor of my being tired. I don’t like her playing the blame game.