Little Truck Heading to truck heaven ) :

I was in an accident last night that totaled it (99.9% sure, thought the insurance companies have yet to assess it. I am okay other than a big bruise from the seatbelt, a strained neck muscle and a very sore wrist. They took me to the hospital by ambulance to check me out. NOT fun! I was coming around the corner by the millington cemetary in the left lane and a car pulled out of frontage road as I was coming down the hill. He made it across the right lane and stalled in the left with a little less than half his car in my lane. I hit the brake and swerved a little (the wheels locked, no ABS) and ended up hitting the front driver side of the car. I spun and realized I had no steering, quickly followed by no brakes. I headed for the guard rail and bounced off. The other driver is fine. Though I took a few good chunks off his car. Oh and on top of that the jeep (Paul came after it happened) tire was slashed by a metal sign that a previous accident had knocked over. So we had to get 4 new tires (because of the sensors and things) AHHHHHHH!
There are a multitude of things bad about this. One of the worst for me is that this little truck has been with us for some really hard times (dad dying,Puls dad dying,..) as well as really good times. The rain storm in which Paul, Uncle Mike and I had to rescue the lawn tractor from a flood. Many long drives to Portland in which Mom and I actually talked and really bonded. Camping trips to diamond lake and trips to the lake in the snow. Fishing trips with Paul where we talked and had quality time. More recently there was a trip to Sally where I had the privelege of spendoing the day and riding with my causin. Also more recent, nearly daily trips to the barn where I not only get to enjoy the horses, but have gained another family. Taking the girls to the beach for runs. The list goes on. I have sold rigs before, but have never lost them like this. It is a surreal experience. Now we worry about how we will afford another vehicle that we have to have. We are both going different directions at different times, at least 5 days a week. I keep telling my self that it will work out.