I was at the gym, training, when the weather really started to look bad. We had a couple of clients that left early to avoid getting snowed in... I really just wanted to leave too, but I was working. Anyway the sudden blizzard had let down and I was about to call Todd and tell him NOT to come to the gym because of the weather, but when I went to the lobby I saw that he was already there. After our last session finished, Todd and I decided that we would each take our own cars home since it was no longer snowing or raining like it had been. He was trying to fix his phone and had though that it would have been done, so I set off to brave the cold.
As soon as i pulled out of the parking lot and onto the semi-busy road i regretted it. It was a solid 3 inches of ICE! As I was sliding along with a death grip on my steering wheel I began to sing primary songs, and pray that I would not slide off the road and die. To make things worse it was a straight down hill shot...I had never seen anything like it before! The cars trying to come up the hill could not make it and were sliding backwards and all the cars going down the hill were riding their brakes and just trying to keep some control over their cars. I had never been so scared in my entire life!
Well I finally got to the bottom of the hill and kept at my slow pace on the flatter still ice covered road. I honestly did not go over 15 MPH the entire drive home! I was so close to getting home when disaster struck....
I had to make a U turn and due to the icy road i did not quite make it and had to pull into a snow covered parking lot and was instantly stuck. I tried a couple of times to get out, but knew it was hopeless without a push, that was when I started crying. I sat in the car for a few minutes and decided to try and move some of the snow away from the tires.
I was in a bad part of town and noticed there was a man across the street watching me. He looked kind of... scary... I am sure he was just trying to decide if he ought to come and help me ( a literal answer to my prayers) but part of me hoped that he would not. I had called Todd who did not answer his phone, so I was pretty worried about him...
Finally a really nice looking guy and his wife pulled up behind me and offered to help. This great guy pushed me out of the parking lot and sent me on my way! I called Todd (who I figured would be home by now, since I had spent about 30 min stuck) but he once again did not answer. By time I got home and did not see his car anywhere I was beginning to get worried. When I walked in the house and saw that he was not there I lost it.
I began to cry and pray and beg Heavenly Father to protect him and bless that if he had gotten into an accident that he was ok. This went on for a few minutes. i decided to give him about 15 more minutes to get home before I started calling hospitals and the police to see if he had been in an accident. This might sound like I am overreacting, but on my drive home I had seen at least 4 accidents and I am sure there were lots more.
