May 4, 2012

Someone else

It took almost an hour to get home from speech therapy the other day, instead of the usual 10 minutes, due to a car accident. This was the conversation in my vehicle:

"Why we go this way?"

"The road we usually take home is closed right now, so we have to drive a different way."


"Because there was a car accident."


"Accidents just happen sometimes."

"What the car do?"

"I don't know; I didn't see the accident happen."

"Was it a Mommy car or a Daddy car?"

"I don't know, sweetheart."

"Why the road closed?"

"Because people were hurt, and the policemen and firemen need the other cars to stay away so they can help the people."

"We never have a car accident before."

"No, we haven't. And that is a very good thing."


"Because car accidents are not fun, and you could get hurt."

Five seconds of silence...

"Why we go this way?"

This conversation was repeated word for word no fewer than 10 times until finally,

“Look, a wild turkey!”

And there actually was one. Because we had to drive through the FREAKING BOONIES to get home.

I wanted to bang my head against the steering wheel repeatedly. I had a week’s worth of groceries in the car, and if there had been alcohol in one of the bags, I would have seriously considered breaking in to it.

I always try to remind myself in these situations, however, that my inconvenience is nothing compared to the potential tragedy that just happened to someone else.

Four people were hospitalized after the accident, one with life-threatening injuries. And there is nothing funny about that.

We made it home safely that day, for which I am grateful. And I said a prayer for those who were not so fortunate.

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