my baby saved me from getting abducted last night...
this is a completely serious story. i went to go pick rob up from work last night. and instead of parking in the back part of the parking lot, something in the back of my mind told me to park right up front. so i listened to it and went against my usual routine and parked right up front and center. i could see all the little waiters and waitresses inside Logans doing cleanup. turned off the lights so as not to blind them, but kept the car running and called rob to let him know we were just gonna wait outside cause it was 11pm and thomas was passed out asleep in the backseat.
well about 1130 or so, thomas starts to fuss, so momma runs around to the backside of the car to console him. i am standing there, holding his teeny little hand and singing silly songs to him about wise men and foolish men and where they build their houses. this car pulls up next to me and i first think, "okay, one of the other waiters spouses here to give them a ride"... guy opens his door, gets out of his car and asks me to look at his brake lights and tell him if they are broken. He is ~6'2" brown hair, short beard (kinda scraggly) wont guess weight, but about average build i'd say. i back up, keeping my front to him... all my instincts are telling me not to turn my back... i see that his brake lights are fine and tell him so. at this point the guy is halfway to me, he sees my baby and starts mumbling something, cant tell what it is. he runs up to the Logans window, sees all the people inside and books it outta there. he takes off so fast, i have no time to write down his car type or license plate number. i am too freaked out to make note of anything really. and it wasn't until later when i think "wait, if his brakelights werent working, he should have been in the car for me to check them."
Thank you God!!!
Thank you for my son being in the car
Thank you for frightening that man away
Thank you for making me park right up front
Thank you for keeping me safe last night.
The one good thing from that incident was it helped me come to a realization about my rape... it really wasn't about me... it was about that sicko. he was looking for the right person at the right time. That night i was the right person, and it was the right time for that particular preditor.... last night i wasn't... it really opened up my eyes.
once again... Thank you God!
i am watching the news. should something happen in this area... some girl come up missing, i will call the police immediately and tell them what happened to me and maybe it will help. right now though, the only person it helped is me
3 comments:
Thank God you are ok! Deffintley opens your eyes to the dark and twisted people that are out there. Love you sissy!
Wow! What an amazing story. Thank God you two are ok. That's so creepy.
Love your blog, btw. I served in the Army Nat. guard for 8 years and my hubby was in the Army. :-)
Thanks... it was the creepiest thing i think i have ever experienced in a while. needless to say i will be keeping my eyes a little more open from now on.
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