Wednesday's Walk - 24 Yrs Ago Today

It's Wednesday's Walk .........

A look back at something special anything that has some special meaning to you. Just click on the button to join in.

I wanted to post something on a happy side this week but since this Wednesday fell on the anniversary of a day that was a horrible but terrific also I could feel that God was near.

I'm a not the normal girl. When I was young I loved playing with trucks and playing in the dirt. Well as I got older things never changed. I liked to go play in the woods and hike. My Mom used to joke and say you should have been a boy.

Well one day a good friend of ours was selling his 3 wheeler cause he recently purchased a new one. Well guess what I wanted to buy it. I have rode them a lot and I was 20 yrs old and had my own money. I did it and I rode all the time. I loved my bike. I had a trail on my parents property plus I loved to ride through the creek.

Well March 31st 1986 - A horrible accident happened. I had been riding all afternoon. It was a nice warm spring day. My little sister wanted a ride , we had done it many times before. The only thing is your not supposed to haul anyone on these. You are not supposed to ride on paved roads either , it is a off road bike.
We broke the rules and on the way back from riding into the small town we lived in which was only 3 minutes from my parents. I hit some loose gravel with the knobby tires and we ran through the Amish neighbor's barb wire fence. I can remeber going to hit the fence and no chance to jump. I remember getting up and feeling my neck and there were 2 holes that blood was just running so hard out of. I thought I would prolly die. My sister didn't get hurt bad just a few scrapes. I was taken to the hospital with my clothes shredded on me. I was so scared and I wondered trying to stay calm if I would live ?

Well things turned out on a good note. I had over 200 stitches in me. It missed my jugular vein by a inch. I'm sorry I don't have any pictures to share but I was wrapped from head to toe , I looked like a mummy. I can remember my Mom having to wash my hair for me and I was 21 yrs old. That is something I never will forget. At that time in my life my hair was a big deal ,oh well. I was so glad that God was with me that day. I ended up healing it took a lot of time but I got there. No broken bones , I have a few scars but I'm so glad I made it and didn't die. So this day was horrible but also terrific that I am able to be here and talk about it.


God Bless