It has been 11 days since the accident and I"m still having bad dreams. Can you believe that this guy hit my stopped car at 60-ish mph? What in the world was he doing? Anyways, Lazard, SignoraViper, and I are alive. My car is dead. I wish that he was somehow fixable. I miss him. I hate not having a car, I hate having to wake up every time I want to move my body to sleep. But then again, I think of how fortunate that we all escaped with just a few cuts and bruises. It pays off to have three different religions bless your car I guess. You just don't know which one is right... lol
Now that I"m done with that. I miss my girls. L, H, S, and T. ((kinda complicated since I refuse to write their real names on here, just the first letter of their first name)) S is going threw a ruff stop in life. It's mostly personal, but believe you me, I want to be there for her. I don't know how I can help, but just being there should help. I want her to know that I want to help. Please keep her in your good thoughts, blessings, prayers, and all the above.
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"Your Local Tea Addict" Schizophrenic, knitter, reader and geek with a love of many things.
