I must share with you the craziness that was yesterday. Since my husband met me, he has told me that he loved the adventure of everyday with us. He had read some of our adventures right here on this blog and had heard even more stories that the kids and I shared with him verbally.
So many oddities and yet, they were all very real and true. Our lives were a bit hard to believe until he joined us and has been able to experience some of his own crazy adventures daily 😉
Yesterday was such a strange day, I just have to tell you about it. I normally only share my personal adventures, but this one …is just really weird.
He travels a lot. His mother and other family live in Indiana and we live here in good ole’ Tennessee. While in transit yesterday from Tennessee to Indiana, I gave him a quick call just to say “I love you” and ask how he was doing. While we are on the line with one another, I hear his voice trail off as he begins to scream “OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!!!”
He had dropped the phone (thus his voice sounding distant yet still very loud on the line). I tried to get his attention, “Honey? Sweetie? Are you there? Can you hear me?”. Finally he picks the phone up and says, “Chrissy!!! Something just hit me! It came out of the sky. What was that?”. His voice is calm, yet excited. He sounds shaken, yet composed. I am not sure how else to describe it.
“Are you okay? What happened?” I ask. My heart is racing and I am imagining all types of things like Superman landing on earth…on the hood of his truck.
“It came from the sky Chrissy! Do you understand? It hit me. There is glass inside the truck. The dash is busted. My GPS is hanging from the cord. There’s a HUGE gash in the hood of the truck. I think it hit more than just me. There’s another car that pulled off the road and at least another one that just…kept driving.” His voice is anxious.
I wanted to comfort him…but I didn’t know what to say. So, I switched into emergency mode. “Praise God you are alright!!! Hang tight honey. I need to ask you some questions, so don’t get frustrated with me. I’ll call the insurance company immediately after you answer, okay?”
“Yeah” he replied.
“Where are you?” I asked.
He replied, “Just past Corbin.”
“Oh…you’re in Kentucky. Okay. Mile marker?”
“I don’t know. I haven’t seen one.” He answered.
“Stay where you are, if you can, okay? I’ll get you a tow truck and call you right back.” And with that, we disconnected. I called our insurance company (which by the way is TOTALLY awesome) and they did a 3-way call to connect my husband. The lady from the insurance company pinned down the location as close as she could and sent a tow truck out, scheduled the adjuster to come view the truck damage in KY, and set up the rental car company reservation so he could continue his trip. (Major shout out to Geico here!)
During one of the transfers from roadside assistance to the claims area, I was lost from the 3-way call. I paced the floors, talked to the kids, wrung my hands, pulled up his location on Google Maps and worried myself silly until the insurance company called me again.
After speaking with the insurance company again, I called my husband back. I let him talk, vent and say anything on his mind so he could release some of that understandable anxiety I’m sure he had. He recounted the occurrence for me again and again…”it fell from the sky!”
One of the emergency highway people stopped in to check on him and showed him a huge piece of…metal?…iron?…or whatever it was to him. They said they had just retrieved it out of the highway to prevent other motorist from having an accident. (He took a picture of it, but he hasn’t sent the picture to me yet so I can see.) He asked the people if he could keep it and they declined stating that their boss might need it for something.
The other vehicle that also pulled off the side of the road had a blown tire. They spoke with my husband as well. Everyone checked on everyone else to ensure everyone was okay and then the other motorist left.
Is this crazy or what?
So, the object that hit the truck took a gouge out of the hood in 2 places, then it flipped up onto the windshield and made 3 huge splatters in the glass busting the entire windshield, last it flipped over the cab and took a chunk out of the snug cover on the back of the truck. As it rolled off the truck, it struck the car driving behind him and blew out their tire. Last it must have bounced off of 1 or 2 other cars that just kept on driving.
It fell from the sky. No dump trucks on the highway. No trucks hauling anything. No overpass nearby. No bridges to drive under. It fell from the sky!
Here it is. The strange object from the sky…
Later in the evening, I shared the day’s events with my father over the phone. He asked if there was an airport near that portion of I75N. I couldn’t locate one on the map, so I don’t know. What if it came off an airplane? What if it fell from space? What if, what if, what if?
I’m just thankful that I still have my husband, he’s alive, and he’s safe & healthy.
What an adventure!!!!!!!!