STORY#86
Posted by Megan on Sunday, January 5, 2014
Name: Megan Diekhoff
Description: Standard, silver
Description: Standard, silver
When One Door Closes...
It is said that when one door closes another door opens. I learned this in a very literal sense.
As a new driver, I took extra caution on my trip into town. Despite this caution, however, I spent my Sunday afternoon tangled in the mess that is the experience of having a wreck.
Another driver had not seen me entering into an intersection and hit my car on the driver side, spinning me around until I was facing west on an eastbound road. Neither of us were hurt in the incident, but my car has been hauled off on account that the insurance company declared it as totaled. The driver door (which I could not escape from during the wreck) was smashed underneath the backseat door, which no longer closes. There was also damage to the frame of the car. Luckily, the insurance of the other driver will cover the cost, as I had the right of way in the situation. We are still amazed that not even minor injuries resulted. I was later told that if I would have tried to slow down in order to avoid the accident, there was a good chance the damage would have been worse, placing most of the impact on my door instead of the one behind me. This, of all things, taught me the necessity of continuing to move forward.
I feared that my life needed to change and that I needed to start making better choices about who I am. However, after examining myself for the rest of the evening and calling my family and friends, I realized that there isn't much I would change. My purpose on Earth has not yet been fulfilled. There are still places I have to go, things I need to do, and people I need to love. The best I can do is continue to follow my dreams and try to help others do the same.
To all the victims of many, many other wrecks recently...I am praying for you.
Peace and drive safely,
Megan
As a new driver, I took extra caution on my trip into town. Despite this caution, however, I spent my Sunday afternoon tangled in the mess that is the experience of having a wreck.
Another driver had not seen me entering into an intersection and hit my car on the driver side, spinning me around until I was facing west on an eastbound road. Neither of us were hurt in the incident, but my car has been hauled off on account that the insurance company declared it as totaled. The driver door (which I could not escape from during the wreck) was smashed underneath the backseat door, which no longer closes. There was also damage to the frame of the car. Luckily, the insurance of the other driver will cover the cost, as I had the right of way in the situation. We are still amazed that not even minor injuries resulted. I was later told that if I would have tried to slow down in order to avoid the accident, there was a good chance the damage would have been worse, placing most of the impact on my door instead of the one behind me. This, of all things, taught me the necessity of continuing to move forward.
I feared that my life needed to change and that I needed to start making better choices about who I am. However, after examining myself for the rest of the evening and calling my family and friends, I realized that there isn't much I would change. My purpose on Earth has not yet been fulfilled. There are still places I have to go, things I need to do, and people I need to love. The best I can do is continue to follow my dreams and try to help others do the same.
To all the victims of many, many other wrecks recently...I am praying for you.
Peace and drive safely,
Megan
