A week ago I got that phone call. Poor Tai was the crying child on the other end of the phone. Bless her for being able to say first "I'm ok mom." Then..."I've wrecked the van and it's all my fault and I don't know what to do."
Since I'm able to almost breathe again since she said she was ok, I hurry to get dressed while Steve is already in the car ready to go. I kept her on the line until the cops got there and they made her get off the phone. I'm pretty sure she could almost breathe again by then.
She was coming home from work and the windows were a little bit foggy. She was coming up to a red light and saaw it turn green so she kept driving at 45 mph. Unfortunately, she didn't see the cars sitting at the red light. Unfortunately she hit the first car she came upon. That car pushed forward and hit the car in front of it.
Everything is okay. The van is totalled but it works out because we got a really nice van to replace that one because van's are replaceable and people are not. The daughter is really sore but it's ok because she's healing nicely. Not as quickly as she'd like, but she is healing. The ticket is ok because it means she's alive and that she will learn to always pay really good attention.
I keep telling her that she doesn't have to learn every lesson the same way I did. I totalled my dad's car at 16 because I wasn't paying complete attention to the road too. I'm hoping she doesn't learn all of her lessons the same way I learned mine, just as my parents hoped I wouldn't learn all of mine the same way they learned theirs.
She said it's too soon to make jokes or call her Crash but she knows they are coming and she knows that they will be said with love and with relief that she really is ok.
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