That's what Paulius almost became yesterday.
Let me explain............
Because of the line of work I am in I have a substantial amount of life insurance taken out on me- I figure if my Paulius loves me enough to have moved all this way away from everything he knows, not to mention away from all his family, if anything happens to me I want him taken care of.....WELL taken care of for quite a few years. So here I was, driving along home from work, minding my own business, went over the crest of a hill and the traffic was at a dead standstill because of the utilities trucks repairing the lines.
No problem for me-I was going a normal 10 miles an hour from a red light before the hill..... However, the huge dump-truck that came barreling over the crest of the hill doing 40 MPH trying to beat the red light about 30 seconds behind me was a totally different story. Seems it takes a LOT more time and distance than the 30 feet or so he had to stop a dump-truck than a little Ford Aspire like I have. He crested the hill as I was looking in my rear-view mirror and all I could think is "OH F--K........" He applied brakes and shifted hard to the right, I cut my wheel left sharp and quickly pulled forward the 18 inches I had allowed between me and the car in front of me.
He missed my back bumper by MAYBE two inches -(the wind off it rocked me AND the car in front of me)-and came to stop about 20 feet in front of me on the other side of the road. If by some chance he hadn't missed me- I would have been a dead duck. Literally.
Paulius and I had been fussing when I left for work the night before and I came so close to not being able to say what an idiot I am and being stupid for bitching about the small stuff.
It just goes to show- you never know when your time may come- don't let a day go by that you don't tell your loved ones how MUCH you love them.
And don't sweat the small stuff- and when something like that almost happens- you realize for sure- IT'S ALL SMALL STUFF!!