On 6/26/13, I was in a HORRIBLE car accident. My car is TOTALED. I was in the hospital, no broken bones or anything except deep contusions and lots of cuts from broken glass.... I was covered in blood and it is a God send that I made it out alive. I KNOW I have angels watching over me, because my mom and I went to go see my car today to get any remaining things out of it and the whole thing took my breath away. Even I am surprised I made it out alive.

I lost control of my car, breaks wouldn't work and I slammed into a tree. Car went spinning around and landed upside down. SMUSHED.... I remember opening my car door, which amazingly DID open up, I crawled out and then these people helped pull me out and this one guy propped me up against him and I was covered with blood, my arm, my head, dripping. That's when I looked at my car and just started sobbing. When I was in the hospital, all I could think of was the accident and again I cried uncontrollable, I was on pain meds and just slept. The next day my they released me, mom came to get me.... we went to go to my car to get any remaining things out of it. I saw it again, but sobering (Yes I was SOBER when I crashed)... but when I saw my car I was truly amazed how I lived with NO broken bones... just scratch marks and a giant bruise. AMAZING.

I truly believe God sent His angels to watch over me. I have had WAY too many near death experiences and I'm getting kinda tired of them. But I do believe that God has me in His hands, comforting, loving, caring for me. My pastor called me to make sure I was ok and prayed with me.... I soon felt a peace in my heart, which I wanted all along. People are gonna help me get to church and Bible study, and to work.

My stupid boss had me take a MONTH off.... a MONTH????!!! I'm ready to go back to work NEXT week!!! once again she is out of her mind. Perhaps this is good.. since my boss abuses me, perhaps it's time to let go. Good time for me to just walk away from my job and my terrible abusive boss. The only thing that really upsets me, well there's two. One, my parents are now forced to pay my bills, and two, I now have no car. My parents told me that was my last car. Again I sobbed uncontrollably, and my mom said they may change their mind in the future.

This whole incident made me angry at God to begin with. How could He let this happen to me? But then again, after talking and praying with my pastor, I was no longer angry.

Somehow my purse went missing. Thank GOD my wallet was found. But no purse!!! My brand new makeup. and other things.... my beads went flying. All my expensive crystal beads - GONE! my gold filled and sterling silver beads - GONE! ... lots of money lost there. I'm upset about that.

Material possessions, no matter the emotional attachment, can be replaced. Or, you can always tell yourself that the precious beads have gone to someone else, probably. Seeing as what sort of shape you describe yourself to be, its not a surprise that your boss wants you to take that long of work; if you want to go back sooner, perhaps its best to get a doctor's note as well. But, you're alive, at least, and as you said, relatively unharmed for flying into a tree.

agree with you. I"m thankful that I am alive and did walk away from it with just cut marks and bruises. Unfortunately those beads were VERY expensive and some belonged to my mom. I felt bad for that, but you are right. They are just material things, and that doesn't measure up to the fact that I am alive and well.

And, maybe if you have time, depending on where the tree is, perhaps you can have a look around the area and maybe they might still be around if they were loose beads?

Don't get me wrong, I'm probably more sentimental about things than most, but...

my mom went back to the site yesterday after dropping me off at home, no purse. It's so weird. It just disappeared. I wonder is someone took it. All the beads are gone. I found ONE of the expensive crystals, so I know that they went flying everywhere.

[edit] the terrible thing about the lost purse is that it had my pain medication in it. And with all narcotics, when you lose them before it's time for a refill, you have to file a police report. So my mother has contacted the police and had them amend the report to reflect the missing pain meds. Mom and I have been going round and round with my pain mgmt doctor to get to see him earlier for another Rx. Since it's Friday, we may be stuck to wait till Mon - which is the only option at this point. Dr office closes at 5... and it is now 5:02. SO no pain meds for me this weekend. Not so happy about that. Ibuprofen here I come. Little relief it brings me, but it's all I have right now. I'm so frustrated over this.... but again, something completely out of my control. It's dr office policy. Can't argue with that!