October 17, 2010
When the car flew by the side of mine, I saw the reflection in my side mirror disappear. I became speechless and yet, my head was screaming at the top of my lungs. I pulled to the side of the road to see the damage that was done by the truck that just swiped my car. I stepped out and saw the large scratch that was my passenger door. I looked around and placed my hand on my face. I proceeded to call my mother who’s first response was, “Oh my gosh. Well at least you’re not hurt.” I thought about this as I waited for the police to arrive. My mom was right, I thought to myself. Things could have been a lot worse. This is ...view middle of the document...
I looked with sincere concern in her eyes. “The car accident was really traumatizing for all of us. We never saw that car coming. Why did he have to drive drunk?” She was heaving and almost hyperventilating. I looked around for the tissue box and noticed she was drawing the attention of the whole congregation.
“Ma’am, would you like to take this out of the sanctuary and we can talk about this more?” I asked, trying not to sound rude, but, I figured every body that was in the large room didn’t need to hear her cry and make a scene. Without saying another word, she got up swiftly and left the room. I grabbed the tissue box and followed her out and into the café just outside the sanctuary.
As people’s faces became shocked as she passed, I had to stop and explain that everything was ok, and that she was to be fine. If I had a dime for every time I said, “I have everything under control” and, “Don’t worry”. I would be rich. I walked into the café and found her sitting at the table in the corner of the room with her head in her hands. I sat next to her, trying not to get too close, but not be too far away either.
“So”, I said, “why don’t you tell me exactly what happened that day.” I waited for her response. I felt the need to know everything before I made a decision on what to do with myself. I saw her take a very deep breath; she looked as if she was calming down.
“Ok. So we were driving home from the store on a calm stormy...