Talk with pia

The fragility of life.


Part of growing up and becoming an adult, I think, is realising that you are not eternal. Realising that life is but a fleeting moment and it is so fragile that it can get snuffed out by the littlest of things.

Sometimes, it takes just one second.

Over the weekend, I was returning home when I was rear-ended. It wasn’t the guy behind me who was at fault tho, it was the guy who hit him. My very first 3 car collision. Great. (Also the first time I’ve been in an accident where the police and ambos were called).

The good (and sad) part is that this wasn’t my first rear end accident. Because it meant that I didn’t panic, I stayed calm and in fact, I was quite weary of the whole thing because I’ve been through it all and the first thing I said to my husband when it happened was “there goes our dinner plans.”

That 1 second for things to happen, became a 1.5 hour process at 6.30pm just when it was starting to get really cold. I had been up since 7am that day running around the entire day doing errands and was really looking forward to going home to some Tacos. Of course, that was not to be. Because the guy “lost his composure and concentration” (his words, not mine), he proceeded to run into somebody (who had just bought his car last week!) who ended up getting pushed into me. Mind you, if he had suffered a medical episode of some kind, I’d have been completely understanding. But not only was he unapologetic, he was defensive and looked like he was doing a runner (he got in his car and started backing up really quickly without telling us his intentions). Who wants to bet he was on his phone, not paying attention to the fact that there were stopped cars in front of him?

But my little accident was nothing on the really tragic one that happened on Sunday morning. You may even have read about it on major news, where a lady was ran into by a stolen Pajero who ran a red light, pushed along 50m and the culprits escaped in a 2nd car without even stopping to see how she was. The Pajero hit her on the driver side, mangling the car; she stood no chance and sadly was deceased before paramedics could get to her. A more detailed article can be found here. It happened not that far away from me too.

What a waste of life.

I spent most of Sunday really disgruntled, angry at people who didn’t think, who took away somebody else’s life without even so much as a “I’m sorry.” Much like the unapologetic culprit in my accident, these car thieves who took away somebody else’s life probably also didn’t think.

How fragile life is.

I am reminded of my wedding vows as I cry silently over this blatant waste of a life, in which I said I would live every day as my last together with my husband because we never know when it really would be our last.

And it really puts everything into perspective – it doesn’t matter how crappy I felt with the whiplash, the annoyance I had over my ruined Saturday night, the fact that we ended up having to eat out because we were tired and hungry and far from home, instead of being frugal and following our meal plan… all of these, doesn’t matter. At least I’m alive. That lady doesn’t have the luxury of saying that.



7 thoughts on “The fragility of life.”

  1. I heard about that too 🙁 my SAPOL friends shared the facebook post looking for witnesses / dash cams.

    On a cheerful note – you’re now the second Adelaide FI blogger I know of (along with Wealth Bogan) – almost worthy of a local meet up 🙂

    1. Did you read today’s news? 14 years old, the criminal driver. 14. I am angry with the world again.

      And oh hey! I’d be down for having some local mates to talk about finance-y stuff (literally have nobody around me, hence why this blog) and I just thought of something, perhaps you need to come by for a boardgames night then ;p

  2. Glad you are both OK. I find the lack of respect for other people maddening. That’s why if I hear my friends talking about stupid things they did, I don’t stop in voicing my disapproval any more. Kill yourself if you want to, but how dare you put other people’s lives at risk. “It was only 10k over, there was no one else around…” Not good enough. Pure luck. Do the right thing, it’s not that friggin’ hard. Also, the hypocrisy when they find themselves on the receiving end of someone else’s stupidity. Or blaming the police for catching them instead of taking responsibility for their own actions. Phew, that was a total rant, but I stand by it.

  3. Sorry to hear that Pia. Luckily you’re ok and relatively unaffected in the scheme of things.
    It’s sad how some people just don’t think/care about how their actions affects others. Just basic inconsiderate behaviour can make me very angry, because it’s an indicator they just don’t give a f.. about anything except themselves

    I try not to watch the news for this very reason, I just end up hating people lol.

    1. Thanks Dave. It is indeed sad. I can’t stay away from the news though. I never used to understand the fascination with reading the news when I was growing up, but I am hooked. Radio, print media, or through the internet, I’m mostly consuming news. But I agree, I do end up hating people quite a fair bit!

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