You know why I’m thankful for “near misses”? Because they are “NEAR misses” and not “hits”.
Many days I walk from my office to Starbucks to write and get away at lunch. The intersection I cross each day is innocent enough. It’s a fairly busy road, but traffic moves slowly. And yet, I’ve still had several “near misses” crossing the street. The other day was particularly scary. I could touch the hood of the car before the driver even saw me. When she did finally see me I thought she was going to have a heart attack right there. She looked scared. I’m going to guess that I looked equally scared.
I was crossing legally and she was making a left hand turn. I suspect the number of “near misses” in this particular intersection can be attributed to the VERY short duration of the green light. I myself have struggled to make a left hand turn. Luckily I’ve never come that close to hitting anyone. Because I know it’s a sketchy intersection I pay closer attention when I’m driving through it.
The car behind the gal that almost hit me, stopped right in the middle of the intersection. She too looked a bit scared by what she nearly saw happen. The guy in the third car rolled down his window and said “she almost hit you”. I replied “ya…I know”. Even now I find his comment funny. Did he actually think I hadn’t noticed that my life was nearly cut short?
Have you ever thought of something you “should have done” after an interaction? Afterwards I wondered why I didn’t bang my fist on her hood to warn her. Yes…she was that close.
Today crossing the same intersection was a breeze, but now every time I cross I have a heightened awareness…and a thankfulness.