Expectation of Death Feelings

Feelings toward expectation of death were overwhelmingly curious knew I was going to die that day, my car was going way too fast on gravel, approaching a T in the road; there was no escape I yelled a thank you to God for a good life Deserving death, not welcoming it, but resigned BAM! We had hit the embankment I expected to see my body from somewhere above Instead, I was still here I reached for my purse wondering if I could still walk Was I still alive? It seemed impossible. Confusion walked up and down my spine. My next feeling was absolute disappointment. Disappointment that I had not died? Yes. A feeling I never expected But have never forgotten An assurance that whatever is next must be super wonderful