It is what happened on the 1st and the 22nd that have made it a terrible month. The 1st was a first time experience; one that I told myself I would never want to have happened again and swore that I would be more cautious on the road for others and my own safety. It drove me into a phobia I never had since I began driving two years ago. But now, the thought of driving at night isn't something I plan to do anytime soon.
Then when I had just gained back my confidence, I go through the whole horrid experience again, making it worse for my parents; who are amazing for being so understanding and not once scolding me at all.
Overlooking the phobia of driving (at any hour of the day) and the torn muscles, I have to say that regardless of what an awful month it has been, I have one very important person for just being there for me through it all, that is You! What would I do without You...I don't know.
You have even blessed me with parents who are truly understanding and only care about my safety and overlooked the fact that the accidents happened in the span of three weeks, and for the three amazing friends that I could immediately text and call, and felt at peace immediately.
You are my strength, my love, my grace, my protector and most importantly, my God.
-chelle-
