Yesterday was a bit hectic. Aisyah had an Isra' Mi'raj program at her Islamic School. Then I had to see her teacher to take her record book. I had to drive up the hill... a very steep hill... and for the 1st time! So yeah, I was nervous... but Syukur, I made it well, eventhough it was a bit rainy, and with Fathi and Hifdzi at the passenger seat.
Then at noon, as usual, I drove Aisyah to her Kebangsaan School. And as any other day, I had Hifdzi on my lap. As I got home, he was asleep. So I thought, I could leave him at home with Anis while taking Fathi to go buy some groceries. Unfortunately, he woke up as soon as I laid him on bed.
But fortunately, he fell back asleep half an hour later, along with Fathi and Anis. Wow... for the 1st time, everyone is asleep... I wanted to take Fathi, but since he was asleep and I couldn't wait for him to wake up, so I decided to go alone.
After getting everything I need, I got into my car, ready to go home. But suddenly, I couldn't start the engine. Oh no! Not again. It happened once, but fortunately that time hubby was around. But this time.... I remembered that hubby pushed the car to start it. So, I started pushing... in my mind, I need to get home to my kids. I didn't wanna be late. I was afraid that Hifdzi would wake up before I got there. So, I pushed... at first, the car moved slowly. But then, when it started to move down the road, it went fast. I ran, trying to get into the car... but it was too fast for me... then... booom!!!! Ya Allah..... no no no no.... my car hit another car.....
I pushed my car back, away from the other car, with the help from a nice guy passing by. I couldn't stop saying sorry, my car was dead!.... I felt like crying... I gave him my card (with my hubby's no on it), told him to call my hubby, I couldn't coz I left my phone at home, along with my kids and so on...
Alhamdulillah the guy didn't scold me, otherwise I won't know what to do... he even helped me to push my car to the road side. Then I took his no and walked home. He offered to drive me home, but I refused coz I wasn't accompanied.... so, I walked, then I ran.... and boy, the sun was sooooo hot that day!
When I got home, I was relieved coz my kids were still sleeping. I called hubby, telling him what had happened....
|Few cuts on my hand... small matter...|
|The damages on my car...|
There are some lessons that I can learn from this incident, very precious lessons...
~ ALWAYS bring my phone whenever I go out. Should the engine dies again, I would be able to call for help.
~ ALWAYS leave the car behind. Walk home! It would be safer.
~ Think about my condition rather than to think about other things at home that is definitely in a very safe condition, eventhough that 'thing' is my own kids coz I would be able to drive carefully when my mind is clear.
~ Be cool and ALWAYS apologize when making mistakes. Avoid from getting angry (even if I was the victim) coz anger NEVER solve anything.
Despite the accident, I was so glad and grateful that :
~ The car that got hit was larger than mine.
~ It was a car instead of a boy/girl or a motorcycle or a bicycle.
~ My kids weren't in the car when it happened (if they were, then I won't be pushing it).
~ Most importantly, NO one got hurt.
.: Be grateful of what you have... or what happen to you... because everything happen for a reason... I take it as a 'Kifarah' coz as a human being, we do make mistakes, whether we realize it or not :.