People don’t drive cars through buildings – that’s what I used to laugh and say when I would see it on TV or in the movies. A few days before, I had seen a movie, a comedy, where a car drove through a building and I had said that never happens - people don't drive through buildings. But then, then it happened to me. I wasn’t in the car. I was in the building. My father was in the building. I was pregnant. I lived. My unborn son lived. My father lived. This is my story … how learning to do the Carolina Shag dance helped me cope with life after the wreck.My book includes pictures that I took of the wreck and the inside of the building after the wreck.