GrammaJan
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Morning Pops and everyone. I'm glad I've not had to think about how fortunate I am for not having been the cause of that kind of harm to others. I just don't drink and drive, and I know my limits so I never got drunk anyway. Being the true victim is where this sadness comes in. She was simply a passenger in the car that was hit. That's more where my thought goes to... how fortunate I am that I have not been 'the passenger in the other car'. Life is hard enough and there are enough things thrown at us that are out of our control without this sort of thing happening.Good morning Pops and y'all and y'all know who y'all are. Those other people? They ain't y'all.
Gramma and Xelda, sorry for another curve from life thrown your way but as I age and mellow, I see that more and more and only thought I'd experienced life earlier in my life. Takes death to really appreciate life, or at least that was the awakening for me. I did not know what "seizing the day" meant until those closest to me ran out of days.
Whenever I see an article about someone losing their life because of a drunk driver, I do not shake my head in disapproval for earlier in my life, you know, that period of time when the usual laws don't apply to yourself, that could have been me. I shudder every time I think about what could have happened because of my foolish selfishness to get behind that wheel thinking I was different, better, than all those other fools at operating a vehicle when I was well over the limit.
Took an event happening to someone I knew, like the two of you have experienced, for me to wake up and shake myself. So, sometimes when I am down, and that happens more frequently than I'd like, I think of what could have been. Not in some retrospective things I could have done better but in that what could be worse than this? I could be haunted by the death or harm to another person just because I thought I could drive drunk. And strangely, I am consoled by the fact that those times I did risk the safety of others, I didn't harm them. That's a real cockamamie path to picking one spirits up but it actually works. Mentally rewarding myself for the acts that I did not commit. I am not god but things could be worse so therefore, I am better.
On to happier thoughts. I woke up this morning. That's a good start in my book... vertical and ventilating.
Have a great day everyone.