This morning, at approximately 8:00 am, my car hit a deer.

My mom was reading out loud from a book called "End the Fed", and I glanced over at her and then looked back out on the road-

-and the entire windshield was framing the darting figure of a beautiful female deer that had stupidly thought to just dart out in front of us.

Next thing I know, the air bags are out, a black smoke is billowing about us, the car is making that continual *beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep* noise, and my mom is screaming and sobbing.

I was in shock, but God enabled me the ability to pull over to the right side of the road (thankfully we were already in the right lane).

My mom and I got out of the car, though my door didn't open all the way, so I had to squeeze my way out. (I remembered to turn off the lights and the engine and the heat as well before doing so, thankfully)

I hugged my mom, tried to get her to calm down. She told me to call 911, which I did.

I had to step well away from the car because it was still blaring. I rambled out the situation to the lady on the phone, who kept asking all these questions such as "Is there a child with you?" I felt like screaming "If there HAD been a child, I would have said so right from the start!"

Not only that, but as it turned out, a lot of people had seen us crash (we were on the freeway, so that was natural), and had called in. One person said that our car was fire - but that was absolutely false, it just got smokey.

The lady kept on asking me if the car was on fire, and I repeatedly told her "NO, the car is NOT on fire, that person didn't know what they were talking about!"

She also asked if the deer was blocking traffic, and I said it wasn't; it was on the far left side of the freeway, its dead body drapped against the small wall that divided the road.

Finally we got everything settled, and we then had to wait for an officer to come by. In the meantime, this one lady pulled over and talked with my mom, and that helped her calm down.

Once two officers came by (one in a car and the other on a motorcycle), the lady left.

They assisted the situation, we told them everything that happened, one cop (the one in the car) filled out all the paper work, checked out my license (it had to be mine because I was the one driving).

The other officer disconnected the engine so finally that blasted blarring noise stopped.

Also, after donning some blue plastic gloves, the two officers raced across the freeway when there were no cars coming, checked out the dead deer, and each of them picked up its hind legs. They then waited for the road to be clear again, and then raced back across, dragging the deer's limp body behind them. It was a strange sight, seeing two fully grown men drag a dead doe behind them, and kinda creepy to see the deer's corpse almost roll down the hill once they reached the other side.

They called a tow truck, and we waited in the back of the car (which did not have cushioned seats or any leg-room... or any foot-room for that matter, but it was nice and warm).

Fortunately my mom had car insurance, and neither of was injured, except my mom's right hand, which was a little bruised. She currently doesn't know if she sprained it or not, and she plans on visiting a doctor latter today. Also her neck got a little red from the air-bag. Poor Mom.

Finally a tow truck came, and I had to hand over my ignition key. And as I did, I looked at the man, and suddenly wondered, "Say, is that the same guy who towed me that one other time?"

There was another time when my car's battery went out when I was driving on the freeway, and I had to call AAA for a tow truck.

However, since this trucker-guy didn't come from AAA, I suppose it probably wasn't.

Our car was towed away, and my mom and I were driven home by the cop (I remembered to grab my glasses-case out of the car, as well as my lunch and water bottle). We were given a copy of the paper work, and my called the insurance lady, who, after being told the damage, said that the car was totaled.

So now we have to get a new car, ironically after getting a new battery put in, as well as a bunch of other work.

At 2:30 today we're going to be given a rental car, and then we're going to get all of our stuff out of our old car, and then we're going to have to see about a new car.

But that's okay, the whole situation could've been much worse (we ourselves could've been totaled), and we both know that God is in control, and that He has a reason for everything, and He watches over us, and He'll help us through this, so we're okay.

Plus when we got home we ate a couple of donuts (I hadn't eaten breakfast that morning), and I didn't really feel like working today after all.