Well, statements are given and efficiency and organization seem to be the order of the day. For each of us who experiences an accident, or so I would imagine, it is a BIG deal. I still feel a little bit sick to my stomach, but I see that to the people at the call centers, who genuinely seem to care, this is what they do. It is their job. They are answering calls all day, so though sympathy is expressed and certainly well-meant, it must be odd to be on the other end of the phone, taking such information and listening to reports.
We hop into our cars. Most people are in a car every day and I don't think we are able to recognize the danger. I'm hoping I'm not car-shy now, as I know that is not the safest way to drive. I am also surprised, though why should I be, to feel how shaken I feel. There is something about life moving along, and then, crash, stopped. You are literally stopped and yet, your heart is thumping and there are things that must be done. We demand a great deal of ourselves, I feel. Kindness is my word for the day.
Thank you for all your kindness, help, and support. I continue to feel how much we all are one, and some days one of us takes a bump in the road, and another gets their chance on another day, and so it goes. I know it is about how we meet what comes and I also know that there is an initial response of terror that is hard to calm, hard to assimilate, and yet essential for absorption and moving on.