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We Almost Got Run Over By A Bus

Yesterday evening I was moseying along with baby boy in a stroller, Kevin by my side, on our way to eat dinner with some friends at a nearby restaurant. While we waited to cross the crosswalk, a large city bus came whirling around the corner. The back wheels hopped the curb.

The bright advertisements plastered on the side of the bus drew nearer, and as they did I yanked the stroller closer and closer to me. A raised cement flowerbed hit me from behind, and I began to fall backward as I nervously pulled at my baby boy away from the enormous sidewalk-intruder. And as I tumbled, Kevin's arms caught me while simultaneously aiding me in that anxious backward pull.

The bus stormed away, we had at least a foot-wide breadth between us in the end, but that grumbling automotive beast was way too close for comfort.

Two things surprised me in that moment yesterday.

One: The motherly protective instinct is real. There was nothing I wasn't willing to try to get Charlie out of the way of that intrusive machine.

Two: As I caught and protected my kid, my husband was there to catch and protect me.

We all have people that need our love, need our protection, need our comfort and concern--like my Charlie needs me. But I'm a firm believer that we need to also have at least a few people who look out for us in that way, too. Like I need Kevin. Like I need my parents. Like I need God.

Don't be afraid to ask for help. Don't be afraid to be caught when you're falling. Don't be afraid to speak up if you need somebody to be there for you. In short... DON'T GET RUN OVER BY A BUS.

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  1. Cierra NelsonApril 19, 2018 at 11:13 AM

    :O That is terrifying, I'm so glad you guys are okay!

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  2. KingsleyApril 19, 2018 at 11:38 AM

    Oh I'm so glad nothing worse happened!

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    1. Mikayla JohnsonApril 19, 2018 at 3:27 PM

      Haha me too! Thanks for treating us to dinner by the way :) Love you and your darling fam.

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