Too Close for Comfort

Last summer, we had a car accident on our way up to my inlaws' cabin in Bear Valley. A large piece of wood, the size and shape of a large cabinet door, came flying end-over-end from an oncoming truck. (Yes, oncoming.) Steve was driving, I was in the passenger seat, and Trevor was in the back. There was no way to avoid being hit. One corner of the board slammed into the very front of the hood on the passenger side, then the second corner hit higher on the hood, and the third corner came through the windshield. The board stopped inches from my face. I was covered in glass, but because it was safety glass, I didn't have a single cut even though I had to pick out dozens of pellets of glass embedded in my arms and legs. CHP came promptly and we got towed to a nearby town. The friends who were scheduled to join us at the cabin later that day swung by to get us on the way up, so at least we had a great weekend after the horrible start.    

I scrapped about our fun at the cabin just a few months after the trip, but it took me a full year before I could print photos from the accident on the way there and scrap them. 

Much Too Close for Comfort (affiliate link)

I kept the layout very simple to let the photos (and my journaling) tell the story. The yellow stickers are from Discover the USA by Paper House Productions; the designer probably wasn't thinking of car accidents when she designed this road-trip themed collection, but it totally works. As difficult as it was to make, I'm very glad to have this layout in the album.