good friday....

growing up...
i remember...we would always eat dinner as family....we'd eat and talk about our days...it was always a time of sharing...
when i grew older...and i had a family of my own..
we did the same thing...as we ate...and talked ....
the kids would share their lives outside of the house..
it was my favorite time of day..

i remember it was "good friday"...years ago..
i remember...
it was early afternoon....i was driving down the street..and a car pulled out in front of me...there was no way for me to stop ...i was able to turn a little to keep from hitting the car square....but i still hit it...
i remember the crash...
i remember the airbags went off...
and...i couldn't keep my foot on the break..so the car kept on going...
after a few seconds i was able to get my foot back on the break..
stopping the car...i was in the middle of a field..about a half a block away from the point of impact...
shocked and disoriented...when i came to my senses...i realized smoke was coming from the dashboard...and i probably should get out of the car..
i tried to open the door...but it wouldn't open...
fortunately...the window still opened...and i crawled out...

i wasn't badly hurt...and fortunately neither was the other driver...
althought both cars were totaled...

i remember ...
that evening we sat down for dinner...
as usual we talked about our day..
i talked about the accident..
and one of the kids said...
i guess this wasn't a "good friday" for you...
i remeber saying..
any day...you survive and accident like i just did...
well...that's a "good friday"...
that's a good day...period..

i probably could tell the story of the accident and that day using many more words...but...in the end the most important details of that day...are...
surviving....being able to be there with my family that evening...
and..
being able to share at dinner...
to be able to describe everything that happened and to be able to continue on our "routine"...inspite of something so serious...

so here i am ...
years have past..
i remember..
our "routine"...
and while i miss being able to sit and talk to the kids about their days at dinner...i am comforted...knowing...they are growing..and thriving...
that makes this...
a "good friday" too...

tonights music...
counting crows..."come around"....

"i have waited for tomorrow,
from december til today.
and i have started loving sorrow,
along the way..."