RM: 1992-2010

Oct 09, 2010 14:22

RM committed suicide last Friday breaking a couple of my ribs in the process as she threw herself into a tree while I wasn't looking. It was obvious that she'd been giving this some thought. We were only going 25 mph and I'd reached over to the passenger seat to retrieve the traffic ticket I was on my way to pay. The tree was in the park driveway on a slow and familiar street. I grabbed the ticket quickly and heard an explosion as my air bag deployed and I looked up to see the hood of the car standing up in the middle like an inverted V and a tree for a view.

Ambulances came for both of us. I have broken ribs and a hurty neck. RM is totaled. I went to the ER. RM went to the salvage auction yard. She will probably be an organ donor as those were her wishes.

The Funeral was yesterday and I said my goodbyes to her and retrieved the license plate. She was a good car and loved by many. She never stranded me. She is impossible to replace. What can I possibly get for $1800 max?

But my first thought at this impossible accident was that it felt like "fate". How does fate feel? Hmmmm, hard to explain. There was no one to chastise. I didn't blame myself for I know that I didn't drive off the road and over a curb (without noticing) in the blink of an eye. It's like we exited the confines of time and space in order to make this crash possible. So something was in my future that I was not to meet and apparently sacrificing RM was the way to avoid it. I felt like once again, she was keeping me safe. From what? I'll never know.
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