...because, apparently, I truly am The Accidental Student. See?
It happened on Wednesday morning, on my way back from Chicago, where I'd gone to a FUNERAL SERVICE the day before. (Of course, right?) It was my fault: I was driving too fast on slippery I-65 and drove straight into the side of a semi. Thankfully, nobody was seriously hurt - only minor aches and pains on my end - but man, that was one of the scariest moments of my life. I remember the car spinning and me holding onto the wheel and hearing the windshield crack and the air bags go off and there was nothing I could do. Thank God for seatbelts. Thank God I was alone. Thank God it was a semi and not an SUV full of babies. It makes me sick to think about the damage I could have done.
But I can't beat myself up anymore. Now, it's time for the aftermath. Insurance claims, doctor bills, scraping up money to pay a $500 deductible on a policy now certain to skyrocket, worrying that the first major purchase of my life isn't fixable - my head is still spinning. Still, I know I'm lucky.
Since then, though, there's been better news. Luke's brother and sister-in-law had their baby on Thursday at 10:39 a.m., weighing in at a super-healthy 10 pounds and 8 oz(!). The two of us and his parents made a trip to Indianapolis yesterday to see how the new family's faring. I was a little uncertain that I belonged there in that room - after all, Luke and I are not married, and Patty was really worn out from her Caesarean, so they weren't encouraging too many visitors. But it was great, really great; I even got to hold her! She was so beautiful, so small. I cried. I couldn't help it. It made me want a baby more than ever. But after hearing about what Matt and Patty went through, it also made me think that I can wait a LITTLE longer to be a mom. In the meantime, I'll focus on being the best pseudo-aunt I can.
There are lovely pictures of Luke's niece ready for the posting, but I refuse to add her image to an entry already blemished with car troubles.
Thank God that only the car is damaged and not you. I think that I speak for all of the Dunscombes that you are not a pseudo-aunt, but possibly one of the best aunts ever.
Molly
Posted by: Anonymous | February 13, 2005 at 09:15 PM
One of the best aunts but I am the
GREAT Aunt Ruthie.
Posted by: Anonymous | February 14, 2005 at 01:13 AM
You didn't even tell them how we had to go get all your valuables out of the car in the middle of a dark, spooky marsh.
And if anyone wants to see Anna pictures, they can go to my blog.
Posted by: Luke | February 14, 2005 at 02:56 AM
Bree, that really sucks. This is worse than the time I had to go to the Big Black AC junior year !
Posted by: Chris | February 16, 2005 at 03:02 AM