Today's 4 Word Story:

"We're gonna get hit!"

Today's story is the whole story of this evening, and the last words my husband spoke before I looked up and saw the rear of someone else's car right in front of my face.

On the way to dinner tonight my family was involved in a collision in a parking lot.
We all, thankfully, walked away from it, but my vehicle did not fare so well. In the near future, we will learn if it will ever return to our driveway. It's sitting at an auto body shop with a crunched up side, and wheel bent off the axle, now.

The funny thing is, when I got out of the car to inspect the damage, I immediately looked at the passenger side door, where I had been sitting, because I thought my door was where the point of impact was. I looked very, very closely, and then shrugged my shoulders, looking at the driver, and cautiously said, "I think it's ok, I don't see anything here."

My husband and the other driver didn't say anything, but looked a bit pitifully at me...

Whoops! I had missed the whole bashed in side panel just inches away from from where I was focused!

I really did not want to see that.

Focus.

Focus, focus, focus.

Sometimes reality jumps up and bites ya, other times it's a real creeper.

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I had diligently followed my laid out plan, and had a 6-Word Story written earlier today, along with an in-depth trail update I felt good about.

But things don't always go as anticipated, no matter how well you think it through, and plan ahead. Apparently, the universe felt my focus needed another run-in to jolt it into beast mode. No glass ceiling, here! Always room to improve.

Based on the emerging pattern of challenges, picking a focus topic for each week might be asking for trouble.

It feels like this is possibly an example of "Ask and you will receive."

Focus.
This week has been in zoom mode,
but I still didn't see the crash coming.

For a split second, I looked down, then literally, BAM!

It wasn't our fault, and there's really nothing we could have done to prevent it, short of not living our lives outside of the house.

Thankfully, the driver who hit our vehicle was nice, and seems trustworthy. He offered for either him or his wife to drive me and my daughter home while my husband waited for a tow, when we didn't know who to call for a ride.
I didn't take him up on it, but there was at least some comfort in all parties abilities to be in a rather dramatic situation without having any real drama.

That part didn't even take any effort.
So, the night wasn't a total bomb.
Pleasant company can ease a myriad of woes.

But I'm still a wreck inside.