Absolutely!
She’s doing ok physically but now she’s going through replaying it in her head. She feels guilty that she wrecked their car that they use for camping and their outdoor sports. They had souped it up a lot.
Now they have to spend money on a new vehicle. Life is like that though. Full of unexpected events. They could’ve had hospital bills on top of the cost of replacing the car. Someone else could’ve been injured.
She’s so grateful and thankful, but she still feels guilty. We’ve told her that’s understandable but not justified. And she knows that. There’s just always that twinge of “could I have done something differently?”. It will take time.
Tomorrow they have to go to the towing yard to see if there are any contents that they can retrieve. There was a camping stove and a sink, and tools in there. It was like a mini camper inside their Rover.
We all know it was a miracle, too, and like when Trump dodged that bullet, that miraculous hand of God, well, it’s just making her evaluate and reevaluate.
It is times like this that I wish we weren’t so far apart physically, but it is what each has chosen.
Pretty awesome to be the recipient of a miracle though. Undeserved, but so appreciated!
Having little devil Donald Duck standing on your shoulder yakking in your ear is normal after a thing like this happens.
I was aggravated to no end after that chick smashed the front end of my truck back in February, but then I calmed down enough to let the fact sink in that the only real damage was fleeting - two cars and two wallets - both fixable with a little time. No blood, no broken bones, no loss of life - it could have been a lot worse.
At this point I’m chalking it up to “shit happens”.
“Things” can be replaced.
Loved ones, not so much. I’m glad they’re all ok.