I need to type this out for my own peace of mind, I need to have a perment record of it so that I can think of things other then the accident, I need to write the details so that I don’t have to keep remembering them.
We’d had a good morning. The kids were groggy, Jeff couldn’t find his travel coffee mug, but that was normal. He’d gone to the car to load his stuff and then came inside to say goodbye. He kissed and hugged me and then Sam piped up “Don’t forget to say goodbye to your family” Jeff replied, “I would never forget to say goodbye to my family” And then kissed and hugged us all. Little did we know this goodbye would be forever. Jeff left in the car at about 6:15 am. The kids and I left the house at about 6:50. When we all got situated in the van and started driving I realized that the roads were slippery, and Jeff always calls me when it’s slippery, so I called his cell. Twice. We were about 1.5 miles from home when we had to stop because the road was closed. I called Jeff’s cell again, then I called his work to see if he was already there. He wasn’t. We waited in the van for the accident to be cleared. An ambulance drove by us. After a bit we noticed someone from the road crew was walking to each car, when he got to ours and told us that the road would be closed for hours. I got out of the van and asked him if the accident involved a red intrepid with Minnesota plates. At this point I figured Jeff was either caught up in the accident or he was helping with the accident, he was a trained firefighter. I was waiting outside the van so the kids wouldn’t hear me when the officer came over to me and told me that yes, Jeff’s car was in the accident and he was taken to the hospital (in the ambulance that passed us) The office told me it was serious, very serious. I asked him if Jeff was alive when they put him in the ambulance. The officer told me that he wasn’t sure, and handed me Jeff’s wallet. All five kids were still in the van, I had to tell them that their dad was hurt and on his way to the hospital. There were lots of questions from the kids, questions I couldn’t answer, because I didn’t know. I called Jeff’s mom and told her she needed to come. I called my sister and told her. And I called Jeff’s work and told them he wouldn’t be in today because there had been an accident. I called my friend and asked her to meet me at the hospital to help with the kids. I didn’t know what to expect. The officer wouldn’t let me drive, he wouldn’t let me leave, he wouldn’t let me go to Jeff. He made me wait for another officer to get to the scene and drive me and the kids to the hospital. At that point I hated The officer.