After work today, I had go to to WEM to pick up something..... except I forgot it was "long weekend", and... the mall was jam-packed with cars... Bad idea, I know. Of all choices, I could have walked from work to the mall... driven away and go another day... but I decided to park in a slightly tight spot with little room to move around....
Working at 5:30am does not allow me to make the best decisions (especially after a semi-crappy day at work) and I just wasn't thinking right. I was hoping for a spot near T&T area (because people come and go faster = more availability of parking spaces)..... and of course, this lady waves at me and tells me to park into her spot because she was leaving. And because the mall was jam-packed... cars were EVERYWHERE..... and I ended up making a bad decision, parked the car in a BAD angle, heard a crushing sound, and ended up scraping the back of another car.....
Some thoughts came into mind. OH SHEEEEEET. Worst day ever. Why is this happening to me? Why me? What to do.... and I was in panic mode.... because once I saw the damage.... I knew my mom would probably rip my head off.... The damage was pretty bad.... to my car anyways... not only did I scrape it.. I also dented the right passenger door....and... the damage to the other car wasn't as bad ... only scraped the paint off (no dents, no cracks).....but it still looked like it would cause over $1000 to fix....
Of course I couldn't just drive off like that, that'd be wrong... so I parked the car and spent some time writing this car owner a note apologizing and telling them that I was willing to pay for the damage I caused and left them with my number.... I was pretty shaky throughout and extremely stressed out because of my financial situation lately with paying my mom back for the new car, I knew paying for the damage was not possible at all (which meant I would have to borrow at least $1000 from my aunt, which would take a while to pay off....). This happened around 2ish.
Afterwards, I went to the police station to report what had happened. Because I was so out of it, I didn't even register at the front desk, but somehow filled out a statement and sat there for an hour and a half wondering how all these people got ahead of me. It was really calming when I sat beside an old lady who was reading the Bible. She looked like she was waiting for someone... as I was sitting by myself waiting for a constable to do the collision report, I texted a few friends and asked them to pray for me and the situation. You have no idea how blessed I was to have them support me and think about me. As I was waiting and waiting, I was hoping the car owner would call me back.... it was nerve-wrecking and I was so worried about finance and how many more hours of Starbucks I would have to take in to make up for the amount... I was also scared about who the car owner is... male/female... age... how hard they'd take what happened, etc... my mind was everywhere.
I went home around late 5ish from the police station.... I felt pretty dumb waiting at the station for 1.5 hours for nothing where other people left within 30 -40min. Of course, I also felt really bummed out from all that happened and was glad to be finally home. And I was still waiting for the phone call...
My mom and I had a conversation about today, and it wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be... then around 6ish I realized I forgot to bring in my stuff and the police report so I went back to my car to get it. As I was walked, my phone rang ... and I picked up right away because I just knew it was the car owner. He asked if I was Karen and he told me that he was the owner of the car that I hit. The first thing I said to him was "I'm so sorry for what happened to your car". You wouldn't believe what he ended up saying to me... "don't worry, it's okay... I don't think you meant to do that right?" and there I was on the other end apologizing like crazy. He pretty much told me that I didn't have to worry about it, and I kept telling him if he needs anything in the future, he can call me or e-mail me. What touched me the most was, before we ended our conversation, he said "have a nice sleep, don't think about it and rest well!" (You probably think he is a very nice guy.... he totally is. I also have a feeling that he might be a Christian as well...)
Miracle, you say? MIRACLE INDEED. God worked his magics today. After he hung up, tears started falling out my eyes. They were tears of joy, tears of relief... tears of blessings. I just couldn't stop crying for a while. All I felt at that moment was God's blessings showering over me, so abundantly! I just couldn't believe what had happened to me. God answered prayers!
Today was one big crazy today.... lessons learned today.... being honest and responsible for all that you do, God will bless you and keep you. I also learned to keep counting my blessings! There are so many ways you can be a blessing to another person. This gentleman's grace and forgiveness was a blessing to me!
God is SO BIG and SO GOOD and TOOOOOO AWESOMEEEEEEEEE.
Thank you, God!
