The Time Before I Was Me

It's 1970 about 2pm.  It is a beautiful day here in the mountains of Colorado.  The air is crisp and fresh and I'm feeling good.  I get behind the wheel of my blue Pontiac, my friends pile in around me.  A couple of guys and girl in the back and my best girl friend in the front.  We are free and it's party time!  I crank up the music as I make the turn onto the highway.   I've taken this route a million times, this bridge between the mountains, I know where I am going no need to pay that close attention.  There all singing and screaming around me, everyone's having a great time, in anticipation of the party.  I am young, about 24 or so with lots of brown curly hair and I'm lookin forward to the good time I know I'm gonna have.  I make the turn onto the bridge, they are bouncing in the seats behind me, I'm very excited.

What's that in front of me?  A semi?  It's going to hit us!  I crank the wheel hard to the left to avoid the collision, but the bridge is too narrow.  We miss the truck but crash over the barrier on the opposite side of the road.  We are falling, falling and screaming.  I know I am going to die.  Without a thought I say the Lords Prayer: "Our Father who art in heaven hallowed by thy name, give us this day our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us, lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil, for thine is the kingdom and the power and glory, for ever and ever, AMEN"

As the last words fall from my lips I find myself standing on the ground, watching as the car impacts with the side of the mountain.  I watch passionless as my body crumples broken and bloody.  There were no survivors, yet I do not feel remorse but rather an eternal calm that came over me the moment my soul separated from my body.  I look up to the sky, there is somewhere else for me to be, my time here is done.

I awake in my room with such an odd feeling.  What a strange dream I just had, it seemed so real.  I looked down at my small child's body, it was nothing like the woman in my dream who was me.  What was that about?  Was that me?  Did I die?  Was it a life before now?  I am too young to understand, but I never forget.