Tonight we were driving home from celebrating Christmas with the Aldrich side of the family. We were traveling at 55 mph when we saw four deer standing in the road two car lengths in front of us. Wayne slammed on the brakes and headed for a six foot opening between two of the deer. At 40 mph our mirror connected with one of the deer (which I hope is ok), but we sustained no damage to the car. The cupcakes that were on my lap became casualties, and I jammed my hands into the glove box trying to stop their flying departure from my lap. I jammed about 3 fingers on one hand and bent back 1/2 of one fingernail.
We feel that this is a Christmas miracle of which we are still in awe. Heavenly Father totally blessed us. I have no idea how we fit between the deer. So many things could have happened differently and this story could have had an unhappy ending.
So here is a list in no particular order of some of the ways we were blessed:
- No damage to the car.
- No repair bills.
- No physical damage to us.
- We're alive (as Wayne says, there was river close by and if we had hit them at 55 and the airbags deployed with a lot of force...)
- We feel more gratitude for our Father in Heaven.
