while i am highly pissed at the injustice done to me by this little red nissan, one positive thing dawns on me as a result of living through the accident. let me back up, i don't think i was near death and i didn't see my life flash before me or any of that nonsense. however, it is very real to me that had i not slowed down before i hit that wall i very easily could have been sent flying, literally and metaphorically speaking.
scary to think, but i wasn't sent flying. and as my mom would say, God was with me. this can only lead me to believe that i'm not done here on this earth. there is some purpose here that i have yet to fulfill. relief.