I hit a deer with my two week old Jeep Wrangler about 4 weeks ago. A week and a half ago it went into the shop to be fixed (someday I’ll post pictures.) Other than the few tears I shed the night it happened, this really hasn’t phased me. Part of me says this is what I get for buying a new car when my old one was a perfectly fine vehicle. The other part wonders what would have happened if I had hit the deer with my bug. Either way, God has humbled me and taught me not to rely on my possessions.
On the bright side, I have three amazing friends here who have been more than happy to cart my sorry hide all over this town. These people are a gift from God. Six months ago I was traveling around Italy with out a clue as to what my life would shortly turn into. Wondering how I was going to survive without the friends whom I had come to love so dearly. Now, I’m just a tiny bit sad that the Holidays are about to take me away from the people I have just started to get to know. Oh well, they will make January a little less depressing.