It’s times like these where I truly believe that there’s such a thing called destiny that one cannot control or that there’s a higher being up there writing the story of our lives. It was destiny or written somewhere for our beloved car to be at that intersection at that time to be hit by that car. Here’s a brief summary. Lexus (my dad) is at a stop sign at a cross section with a two way stop. SUV across the street does not stop and runs through the stop sign. Mercedes, driving on the other road, hits SUV. SUV doesn’t hit the brakes and once hit, it tilts. And all the while, SUV is still moving forward as its tilting and driving on two wheels. SUV hits driver side of Lexus. Lexus is totaled. Dad is okay. Let’s pause the videotape.
Seriously, why don’t people stop at stop signs? And, more importantly, why don’t people stop when they see that they’re going to hit or be hit by another car? My dad was just minding his own business, and out flies a car, smashing our hood. Our car that we’ve had for more than a decade and spent more than $100,000 to buy and maintain is gone within milliseconds. It probably seems silly to most people, but I nearly cried just thinking about the loss of the car. Of course, that reaction was given that my dad was okay. Just a bruise and burns from the airbags. I’m extremely grateful for that.
Talk about being snapped back to reality. It’s so easy and quick for accidents to happen, especially on the road. I never liked driving.
I thought it was all a dream when I woke up this morning. But, it wasn’t.
This is probably how life is usually. Unexpected things happen. And, we change and move on. Life is good.
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