- On snow and ice and guardian angels
On snow and ice and guardian angels
The car was skidding out of control.
We were approaching the intersection, gaining pace down the icy road.
I hit the brakes but to no avail.
I was frightened, but I didn’t want to scare the kids sitting at the back. They noticed something was wrong when we zoomed right past a stop sign and into the intersection.
I need to stop the car somehow before we hit the main street, I thought to myself, knowing all too well we were extremely lucky no one came from any other direction into the intersection we’d just passed.
I then noticed the thick snow bank at the curb of the road. Apparently, the snow removal truck was late that day.
Clutching the steering wheel with all my might, I steered the car into the pile of snow, and prayed.
There was a horrid ‘whooshhhh’ as the snow splashed everywhere and the car tilted at an awkward angle, but then it finally, finally stopped. Thank goodness.
I was shaking violently when I opened the door.
The kids at the back were surprised at mommy’s “rollercoaster” driving style, but otherwise oblivious to the drama that had just transpired.
I was immensely relieved no one was hurt, and profoundly grateful the snow pile was there and was soft enough to absorb the impact and spare us a whip-lash and any other calamity.
If there was a guardian angel watching over us that day, they did a good job. My prayer was indeed answered. We were safe.
By Didi Gorman