{"id":2469,"date":"2012-11-12T07:00:43","date_gmt":"2012-11-12T12:00:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.susanvogt.net\/blog\/?p=2469"},"modified":"2014-09-28T20:20:24","modified_gmt":"2014-09-29T00:20:24","slug":"36539-something-hard-something-soft","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.susanvogt.net\/blog\/36539-something-hard-something-soft\/","title":{"rendered":"365+#39: Something Hard \/ Soft"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Something\u2019s are hard to let go of and something’s are a pleasure to give away. First the hard one. A few days ago I had a car accident. It was totally my fault and nobody was hurt except my pride. I made too sharp a right hand turn into a parking lot and two boulders jumped out in front of my car. With my car perched on top of these two rocks I\u00a0couldn’t\u00a0go forward or backward. I was stuck. It was mostly embarrassing but I knew it would also be expensive. (All car repairs are expensive.)<\/p>\n

The tow truck came; I borrowed my son\u2019s car to get home after my meeting; and then I started to feel sorry for myself. The garage said we would be without our beloved Honda hybrid for a couple weeks. Since we had proudly downsized to one car, I figured this would mean a stint of borrowing cars and rides from friends, organizing my errands more carefully, and maybe walking or riding a bike when normally I would have just jumped in the car. And what if it couldn\u2019t be repaired? That would be a real tragedy since this Honda had been a real find and we were so pleased that it was a hybrid. After my pity party subsided a bit, Jim told me that our car insurance would pay for a rental car. I relaxed and thanked God for such things as insurance. The hard part was letting go of my pride and comfort.<\/p>\n

The experience, however, got me in touch with the reality that many people are forced into living car-less. Coincidentally, a couple hours after the accident I saw a post by a fellow blogger talking about downsizing cars<\/a>. I started following it and discovered the creative ways that many people have gone totally car free and what obstacles prevent others from doing the same. Hmmm. I don\u2019t think that\u2019s the route we\u2019ll take in the near future, but it\u2019s something to think about. Still, seeing the front end damage to our beloved car was hard.<\/p>\n

So what\u2019s the \u201csoft\u201d side of this story? Shortly after the car episode, I heard that a friend’s computer crashed and he lost everything on it. Now that\u2019s<\/em> a crisis. I\u2019m no computer guru so I couldn\u2019t think of ways to help \u2013 at least not technically.<\/p>\n

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But then I thought about what I had wanted after the car accident \u2013 emotional support. If the accident couldn\u2019t be undone, at least I hoped for compassion and not blame. I looked around the house to find something comforting, other than food. I found a very soft little home made creature. I\u2019m not even sure what animal it\u2019s supposed to be but it\u2019s just so much fun and soothing to touch. I decided to give it to my friend when I see him at a meeting this week. Now I feel better.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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