Clarity in the Fog

It was a very foggy morning. I almost couldn’t see the sides of the road. The lights of cars would disappear into the gray mist just a short distance away. Traveling very slowly, hazard lights blinking, I reached the area of rolling hills along my familiar road to work. I started down the first hill and for some inexplicable reason I “felt” like I better get over. I didn't question but just pulled over to the shoulder. Just as I reached the edge a car came flying past me up the hill in my lane at a very high rate of speed. I watched as the young male driver flew by. If I wouldn’t have listened I would have been in a head on collision, likely significantly injured or worse. I’m so thankful for the guidance and that I listened that day! (Even better, I didn't have to get the car repaired; no one likes that. - hee hee.) RH