Not much happening at school since this is "Dead Week" so I guess I'll post a personal story.
This weekend started out to be a perfect weekend. My husband and I went to Austin to see our kids (who are both in college there) and take our son a "new" car (98
honda). Two weeks ago he totaled his SUV and has been without wheels ever since. He would be able to manage in college without a car except for the fact that his job is about 10 miles from where he lives and to keep working, he needed reliable transportation.
Anyway, we were really enjoying ourselves. We went out and had a nice dinner at a very elegant (but not expensive) restaurant. We all dressed up and enjoyed partaking of "Big City Life". The next morning, I continued to relish the weekend when I woke up and saw my husband standing beside me with a large
Americano and a newspaper. I got to spend all morning drinking coffee and reading the paper in bed. I thought I had died and gone to heaven. Mid-morning, the kids came to the hotel and we all enjoyed the wonderful FREE cooked to order breakfast.
After breakfast, my son said he needed to get home, change and get ready for work so he took off for his house. About an hour later I got a phone call from my son where his first words were "mom, let me talk to dad". I knew in the pit of my stomach it was not going to be good news.
Apparently in his rush to get home and change, he got out of his "new" car and did not put on the parking brake. Did I mention he lives at the top of a hill and the car is a standard? Anyway, the car rolled down the hill, scraping the side against a chain length fence all the way down and building up speed. At the bottom of the hill the car
crashed into one very large tree
destroying the bumper, the trunk, and flattening the tire.
When my husband and I got to his house to see the damage, we were speechless. I bought this car new 11 years ago and it has been a faithful member of our family ever since. To see it in this horrible condition was a sickening sight. I can't begin to tell you how incredibly sad this whole event was. Today, I am feeling a little better and I am able to count my blessings that no one was hurt and no other cars were damaged in the incident. But yesterday, I felt I was living in some kind of dream where my perfect weekend get-a-way, became some kind of nightmare I just couldn't wake up from.
My son has really been going through the school of hard knocks this year. His first year of college was fantastic, but this year, nothing seems to go right for him. I feel for him, I really do, but this is what growing up is all about. Like the
comercial says, "Life comes at you fast". You just better be ready to roll with the punches and learn to
persevere in adversity because one thing is for sure. . . life is full of adversity. For most of us, it this adversity that leads us out of adolescence and straight into adulthood.