cars can be replaced....

or at least that's what everyone keeps telling me... and i am thankful, that i wasn't more injured or worse... and i must thank the two nice ladies who had stayed with me until the firemen came, Yvonne and Tori i think their names were, and the fireman who wiped my tears away and told me "there's no reason to cry"...
but i do miss carlos... who got towed to my work and is sitting there right now if anyone wants to see how smashed up he is... pics will follow...
I am less shaken up and less achey, still bruised, but i need to prepare myself for a suit that may be filed against me, all the while praying for a miracle...
I feel like a car accident is like a plague on a village barely supporting itself...
and so it goes, life.. it's true, the world does not stop for your pain, but neither should you...
anywho, enuf rambling...

Mar. 30, 2006, 9:30am

Out of everything and everyone, Carlos was always there, dependable, reliable, and steady. He took people places they would have never been able to physically reach themselves. He was the consistency that was much needed in the chaotic life of college and starting a job in the "real world". Although often taken for granted while being dragged through the mundane life of the working, he never failed to pull through to the end. He passed away shortly after an unfortunate accident in which he was hit on his right side. Dearly missed not only by the couple who knew him best, but by the quick acquaintances he met while aiding them in their time of need. As the thought of a replacement is unbearable, his partner of 2 1/2 years prays for his rebirth. Carlos was a gold sedan, of the Mitsubishi breed, a Galant ES type. May his pain be washed away with her sorrows.

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marisa said...

hey sophia, just read your entry -- hope that everything is going okay, keeping you and others involved in my prayers! take care.