As you might imagine, we both have got some bruises, but they are pretty insignificant. The car is totalled. And it was pretty little Camaro.
The people who stopped to help us were incredible. It really restores your faith in humanity. A woman who was a witness stayed with us for the several hours until we left in the tow truck. She got blankets out of her car for us to sit on, and a couple of diet squirts! An off duty EMT stopped and evaluated us before the on-duty EMTs got there. They get right in your face to evaluate you, and I couldn't help but think - over and over and over - thank God there is no booze to be smelled, no dope to be disposed of. No attitudes to deal with.
Life is so different when you are clean and sober and trying to live right. I don't believe that nothing bad will ever happen again - see photo for evidence. But I do believe that things are very different when you aren't drunk or high or being a jerk. I feel so loved by God, I just can't adequately convey that right now.
I kept telling my friend that through the whole experience something was running through my mind. It is my favorite reading out the the Twenty-Four Hours a Day book. It is the July 16 reading:
"We can believe that God is in his heaven and He has a purpose for our lives, which will eventually work out as long as we try to live the way we believe He wants us to live. It has been said that we should 'wear the world like a loose garment.' That means that nothing should seriously upset us because we have a deep, abiding faith that God will always take care of us. To us that means not to be too upset by the surface wrongness of things, but to feel deeply secure in the fundamental goodness and purpose in the universe."