January 17, 2011 Diet Blog

Got control of myself again today. Last night a very bad thing happened. We were invited to my sister-in-laws for dinner and to see the kids. I missed them terribly and so we went. We had a lovely home made organic beef stew; my sister in law lost nearly 30 pounds and was so happy, the kids and I were making silly photos of each other on some computer gadget and laughing when a loud bang filtered into the room. I chalked it up to a computer game of some sort being played in the other room and then my sister-in-law's neighbor knocked on the door and told us that our car had been the 'victim' of a hit and run.
We went outside to assess the damage while my sister in law called the police. The Jets game wasn't over and we assumed that this was why the police took a long time to get to us. I found myself apologising to the officer. He laughed gently and said it was fine. He was being paid to work.
The perpetrator of the hit and run tore out the steering, and damaged the front of my husband's jeep wrangler. Parts of our car, and the perpetrators car were strew around our car and down the block-far! A large black chunk of her car was underneath our jeep. Glass and pieces everywhere as far as the eyes could see in the dim light against the snow swept backdrop. I couldn't help but wonder how the perpetrator drove away in what had to have been a disabled vehicle. The officer collected all of the car parts with our help and instructed us to call a tow truck. We ended up leaving the car in front of my sis in laws house for the evening. The officer felt that a VIN # would be found on one of the perpetrators car parts leading us to them. To be truthful, the statement eased the tension, but I didn't really believe it.
We went back inside and resumed our activities but the underlying tension remained very apparent.
About two hours went by and the tow truck pulled up along with two police cars from the next town. We threw on our coats and went out. It seemed that the perpetrator of the hit and run called them and said that we had hit her. They found us through the tow truck. I was appalled.
How could someone compound a wrong with a wrong. The person clearly was aware that they had hit us, why would she then go out of her way to get us in trouble? People astound me sometimes.
We told our story and the police contacted the police for my sister in laws town. The same cop was there in a flash. The cops from the next town over felt our ice cold engine with his hand and took our statements. My sister in laws neighbors gave statements too. The parts were all on our street, and like I said the jeep could not be driven as there was no steering.
It turns out that the perpetrator drove to her friends house in the next town and called in her car as a hit and run. Allegedly, she was drunk too. Funny how all of the evidence backs up our story, but it bothered me a lot that someone would do that. She was purposefully setting out to do the wrong thing, hurt people she had already done something wrong to accidentally and get those same victims in trouble with the law for the crime she committed. I was very upset, angry and shocked.
I went to bed with that set of emotions plus a few others on my mind. I woke up in the night and comforted myself with coffee cake and milk. I tried to listen to God- hear my angels- handle things better. I rehashed it over and over in my mind. I don't want to just pay 'lip service' to God. I want to do, say and think the right things. I wasn't doing that. A second piece of coffee cake found its way into my belly and then a third.
This statement came into my head this morning as I awoke: "There, but for the grace of God, go I..." Yesterday I hoped that she get the punishment she deemed fit to lay on us; today, I want God to help us all get our needs met in this situation, and get her help if she needs it. I don't wish any negativity on the woman. She was drunk. She made a mistake. If she is a repeat offender, she may need real help or AA meetings or something- but that part is up to God, not me. She already has to deal with the facts: This happened; she lied; she placed a false report; she tried to hurt others unnecessarily, she compounded an accidental wrong with more purposeful wrongs.... She has to look in the mirror and know that she did that. Drunk is not a good excuse, but sadly an understandable one, knowing what I know because of my friend in Florida. I want her to have her needs met too, none the less- as the Lord sees fit.
Our car is covered well with insurance. We will get a 'loaner car' from them until ours is fixed. We're fine and unhurt. Yes- it's inconvenient, but nothing drastic occurred. I want to give her the forgiveness I'd want for myself. I'm asking the Lord to grant me that in my heart, so I can give it freely to those I feel wronged or hurt by and forgive myself for any wrongs I've done to others along the way.
This car situation is MINOR compared to other people's issues or problems in this day and age. I also ask that my butt gets smaller...OK just thought I'd throw that in in case you weren't paying attention, LOL! This IS a diet blog after all...amen...
Anyway, I'm regaining control once again- food addict...who knew... one day at a time though, one hour at a time, one minute, one second at a time....
And so we move forward. Join me on the path to health. (The spiritual part is your option of course, as always...) ;-)
See you next blog!