Seconds from possible disaster

On Friday, Lauren and I were in a wreck. We were hit while going to a loan closing. We are fine. The other people are fine. My truck is not so fine. Actually, it is possibly totalled, that is still up to the insurance company. I was scared to death, but luckily didn't see it coming. Lauren was in her car seat and sleeping. She was fine. However, my active little girl who seldom wants to be held, never even once wanted down to "pay" (play). She held on tight to me, and just watched while repeating over and over, "Mommy car all done?" and I would say, "Yes. Yes I think it is." Then I would cry. But not much, because she doesn't deal with that well.
She had a little mark on her neck from her seat belt, but other than that no one had a mark on them. I was a little sore the next day, but fine otherwise.
Life can change in a second which I have always known having grown up in a family where my mother worked for the newspaper and I went with her to many a car wreck, house fire or train wreck. I just never thought that I could have been that sad story.
My whole life was riding in that car seat. I can't even let myself go to the place where what if something tragic had happened to Lauren. I don't know if I could go on. Thank God, I don't have to know.