Two objects Cannot Occupy the Same Space At the Same Time.
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I was the pedestrian in a car-pedestrian tussle. I did a bunch of damage to the car -- broke the windshield, a headlight, dented the hood and the fender. But, all in all, I have to say that the car got the better of me. I'm guessing the car's repairs were complete within 10 days; I, on the other hand, took almost a year to mend.
I was barely 15 years old when it happened. I was about to be ON TIME getting home from my friend's house, early in the summer. I was looking across an empty field at my own back yard fence when the car hit me. I had crossed to the island in the middle of a four-lane road, and a car pulled into the left hand turn cutaway. I recall feeling the headlights of the car that was turning left as I walked in front of it. It felt just like the spotlights from the high school play that I had recently appeared in. Then, bang. Nothing. For 5 days. Well, there were spotty little moments, but nothing that I can recall, until I woke up, with my recently-widowed mom sitting next to me in the hospital. I asked, just like the cliche, what happened?
She told me what had happened, and I immediately started arguing with her, because in my mind, I had gotten home that Tuesday night. I could see my own backyard, for God's sake!
Turns out that I hadn't. Wow. What a change that made in my life. I had dreams of being a professional actress. Now, with these scars and disfigurements on my body, that dream was shot. And I had made the Pom Pom line at school -- ooops. Couldn't dance when I was on crutches for half the school year.
Did it change me? You bet. Being home schooled for a semester made me miss a whole bunch of stuff that "everybody" else experienced. That plus I had such a different outlook on things like - - - mortality!
When I went back to school, I was not the "socie" that I had been. I was a much deeper, more grounded person. Am I squeamish about crossing streets? Naw. Not even at that same corner. Do I look carefully? Sure. Did I teach my children about the dangers of speeding cars? Of course. Is there anything I can do to change what happened to me? No way. And so it goes.