I had made a great plan. It was to be a busy but productive week. And then Monday, I made a mistake. I did not see a car coming. I pulled out, the car hit mine, and we all got a ride in an ambulance. By the way, that was NOT on my bucket list. Everyone is okay. The other driver, myself, and my youngest had minor injuries. The passenger in the other vehicle had serious but not life-threatening injuries.
I am disappointed in myself for making the mistake. I am kicking myself, not just because of the accident, but because everything has now gone sideways. My plans for this week, yes, but even things for next week and beyond. The car was totaled. It was not our car; we borrowed it from my in-laws. A friend is getting married next week and I was going to help with the wedding. Plans for the school year were going to be made. I have a ticket to pay. The ramifications of this one mistake are exponential.
The car took the brunt of the impact and most of the damage. God provided me with a loving church family, one who has checked on me and my child for the past week or so, asking us how we were doing. He also protected us from this being worse, which He has reminded me through another local accident that involved a church bus and SUV. That accident, which I was not in, had far more injuries than mine. I should be grateful for the mercy shown, and I am. While I am upset with myself and the circumstances, I also recognize God's hand in this.
This week has been much less eventful, fortunately. My bruises are healing and my soreness is lessening. I am slowly getting back into the swing of things. The heat has been miserable, with days in the 90s. It keeps me inside more, and I am trying to read and craft a bit more. How has your week been? Do you have big plans for Independence Day? It's just a wedding here!
