You were there

While driving home from work today I was thinking about the day I crashed my jeep and the events leading up the crash that day. I suddenly had a flat tire while I was driving to who the hell knows where. And then I hit the pole. When I went to go see the car afterwards - at the place they had towed it to I saw that I not only had one flat tire but two. Both tires on the passenger side. It slowed me down. But how did I get two flats? One was clearly damaged. The other - fine, intact. No punctures,no holes. You slowed me down. You were there. You are always here aren't you?  Thank you Angel girl, for being there ... so I can be here. In this place that I waited my whole life to be. I love you. To the moon and back.