Thankfully, neither my daughter who was driving this car or the driver of the other vehicle were seriously injured. However, slightly higher speeds, or the other driver hitting my daughter just a fraction of a second sooner – and the outcome could have been much, much worse. Cars can be fixed or replaced. Nothing can replace my daughter.
Author: Bob
Although having grown up in Tucson, AZ, I’m an upper Midwestern guy at heart having spent most of my adult life in Minnesota. I recently entered the "Buick stage" of life and have migrated to Florida. This blog is an attempt to explain the deconstruction of my Christian faith and better understand what I perceive as the discordant aspects of Christianity. Things which make life more enjoyable include rough-housing with the grandkids, strong black coffee, charcoal grilling, cutting wood on a table saw, playing chess, a good orthopedic surgeon and an occasional IPA. Please feel free to poke around and comment as you wish. I welcome cordial discussion and the insights of others with a different perspective and understanding.
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Glad she’s safe! The Lord must have been looking out for her.
Thanks, Jake. After determining that she was okay, I asked about the damage to the car. In her understated way, my daughter as much said something to the effect that both doors were ‘dented’ and that the driver’s door wouldn’t open.
WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank the Lord that the outcome wasn’t worse!!!!!
Thank-you, CT.