Going over the site once again today reminded me it was the site. I do slow down a little bit more in that area than I did before the incident. Yet this morning it impacted me how many times I have been over this road without any more unusual happenings.
The unusual sight lately has been the horse manure from the newer inhabitants west of the cemetery. The last few days we have been trying to stay away from the very wide horse droppings only at the end of the road.
It is a site we are not used to in this area as long as I have known to have horses or their droppings on the road.
It seems like a lot has happened since August 2nd. The Lord used the accident to wake me up or a warning call. It sent me into an emotional month of flashbacks at a Church God has intertwined with our family. Being the only one of that family is what catches me off guard. I still go back to old routines sitting in the 3rd row from the right where Grandpa said to sit with him and Grandma for Sunday School.
I do love that it’s cool to be in that class now and that I’m not the youngest anymore. I was there before it was the cool thing to do for the younger folk. Now all adults are upstairs; but I do love listening to the elders of the church. Those who are still there, it has been so comforting and almost too emotional at times.
That is my problem thinking too much!
Jewells of Thought 
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