Six years ago I wrote about how my car guages the perfection of my life, and each time I think too highly of how my life is perfect, I get into a car accident.
As of 7:45pm this evening, I became a victim of a hit-and-run accident. My emotions are running a bit high, from anger to relief. I'm angry because the other [teenaged] driver said he would help me out, and then he got into his car and drove off. I hope karma bites him in the ass. My car withstood the impact; I hope he and his passengers get whiplash, or his car will break down, or he'll get into another accident (because he drove away pretty fast).
But now I am left to ask myself: is my life perfect that God or fate had to send me another accident to remind me of how life is not always perfect? I'm not upset that my car is damaged; maybe that says that I'm not upset too much about the impact of this accident on my life. I'm relieved I'm not hurt. My car is still taking beatings for me. I'm content. Life is okay.
I still hope that teenager gets some karma back at him though.
2 comments:
Yikes! Sorry to hear. Is your insurance company being nice? Did you file a police report?
I hesitated about a police report because I have no information about the other driver. I didn't call my insurance because my car isn't damaged (two holes on my bumper from his license plate bolts). But I am going to ask legal questions from an officer anyway and see what I should do.
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