6/18/ 25

 Today we had a downpour that lasted for well over an hour. The measured amount is not exact but I did see that 3.5 inches total were measured for today.  That was flash flooding and mass downpour from approximately a little bit before 4:00 pm and ended a bit after 5:00.

Our yard was flooded. Paul drove home and several areas of flooding were noted.

Ethan got home about 10 minutes later than he usually does. I didn’t really think much of it.

I had submerged myself in work today as I had SEVERAL phone calls on the books for today.

When Ethan walked in it was like any other day. Except today he was chatty. These are the days that are gifts for me. I will never forget the day in New York City that I wondered if I would ever hear his voice again. 

He was excited about the crazy weather, as he always is. I assumed he was off chasing a storm because he enjoys the thunder, lightening and storms so much.

He then shared that he had suffered a bit of a fender bender in his shinny red sports car. My heart sank. “But you are ok right? You didn’t hit your head or you don’t feel bruised or hurt right?”

He confirmed that he was ok. As for the prized Supra…..not doing as good. He showed me a picture and I immediately started to cry. I hold myself together typically. My tears were of devastation for Ethan. A bit of an over reaction too.

I know how much work he and Paul have put into this car. I know that this car basically got him through this stay in New York City. I am fond of the looks of it. It is a symbol of Ethan. He zips all over in this little car.

He shared that it was intensely raining on his drive home. When he went to merge from one expressway to another, he hydroplaned. He bounced the front of the car off a guardrail.

What am I thankful for? The fact Ethan wasn’t injured. I am thankful that his car took the brunt of the impact. I am thankful that he didn’t stop and get out and potentially cause a worse situation.

While it sucks that’s his car was damaged, he walked away. That is amazing.  I am thankful we are in a position to have a spare vehicle for him to drive.

Ethan drove the car home and assessed its needs. He ordered a bunch of replacement parts online. Phew. I was proud of his attitude about the crash. 

As the day went on, Ethan began to realize the complications that this accident had caused. As the evening went on, he shared that he is going to fix it. But also shared his fear of more damage than meets the eye.

Ouch! Either way, it is a bump in the road. We count our blessings and move forward. When I saw the car I said…”Awe, your cars eyeball is busted.”