I crushed the windshield on the driver's side, caved in the hood, bounced back in front of the car, sensed the left front wheel coming toward my head, and then it stopped.
It was my fault and I'm very sorry to have ruined her vehicle - a small station wagon for a Florist. However, I absentmindedly walked out against the light across not one, but two lanes of traffic. The first lane apparently was empty giving her a clear view of me. She must have been on a cell phone or otherwise totally distracted.
It was all very fast. My first inkling was seeing a bumper six inches from my knee. At her 10-20 mph it was less than 2 seconds for me to be thrown onto the hood, crush her windshield and bounce back in front of the station wagon aware that the car had not slowed, and interested that my head was about to be crushed. Then the brake was applied.
She was nice, and seemed not be traumatized. Her mind was protected by the cell phone call I suspect. She seemed to want to buzz off and I was worried for her car being in the middle of a busy street so I encouraged her that I was fine and that she should see to her car. It was only then that I saw her poor windshield all caved in.
I'm fine. My ear was bleeding pretty fast but with pressure it stopped.
The point of all this? I am so relaxed; so much submitted to what the Almighty wants of me. So at peace. It's been 8 hours since the crash and there has not been one second when my heart has increased a beat. Not at the time, not since.
What DOES get my heart going is what I can do; what I might be able to influence. The rest is the business of the Almighty; Her concern, not mine.
Interesting.
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