Last Monday, the phone woke me up. It was early, and I was disoriented. Annoyed, I rolled back over and tried to go back to sleep. It was my son’s first day of summer vacation and this Mama was looking forward to sleeping in.
When the phone rang a second time, I couldn’t ignore it. I looked over at the clock and it was just past 6:00 am. It was probably my husband, headed off to work. What could be so important to disrupt my sleep?
I shuffled downstairs and took the call. “Ang,” he told me. “I’ve been rear-ended.”
I need to be honest with you, my first thought was not, oh my goodness, are you OK? My first, selfish thought was, crap. We just paid off this car and put a pretty penny into repairs not even two months ago. And now it’s smashed up? Go figure! And my next thought was also not so generous. It was, crap. It’s 6am and do I now need to wake up the kids so I can fish you off the highway somewhere? (Thank goodness for my friend Eric who found my rantastic post on Facebook and offered to help and was able to pick up my husband and deposit him safely at home for me.)
It was only after Terry told me he thought the car was totaled that I began to wonder exactly what kind of rear-ender this had been. Later that day, as we sat waiting to pick up our rental car did he show me the pictures and tell me the story. Apparently the car hit him so hard it took off the rear wheel of my husband’s car completely. Not only that, the other car actually went airborne, sailed past my husband’s car, and landed on its roof.
Seeing the pictures and hearing the story made me realize that the phone call I received that morning could have been a much worse one. I began feeling guilty about having been concerned about the car, which is replaceable, or the annoyance about having to possibly wake up the kids to get him. What I was left with was a huge dose of perspective. I suddenly was filled with gratitude that my husband was able to call and wake me up that morning to tell me he was in a wreck, but he was OK. Suddenly the prospect of having to replace a car and deal with insurance paperwork seemed less daunting.
This past week has had its stresses. My husband was unable to finish up some critical job-related training and there have been chiropractic appointments, phone calls with insurance representatives and paperwork. Also the frustration at finding a new car with the meager money we’re getting back. But I will say this: I appreciate my husband a little bit more this week – I find myself giving him extra hugs and kisses, pausing to watch him with our kids, and saying a prayer of thankfulness that God was watching over him.
Remember that in all of life’s ups and downs, that stuff is just that: stuff. But your family and friends – they are irreplaceable.