This past Saturday evening, I made the mistake of venturing to a Christmas party. Not because I hate parties or people or Christmas, but because of what happened on the way there.
Bringing up Google Maps from my friend’s home, I observed an accident on the route it was taking us. Of course, I clicked on the alternate route and headed that way — a back road with winding turns I had driven before, so I wasn’t concerned. But I should have been.
About two miles down the road, at the beginnings of a long curve, the two cars in front of me started to slide, hitting each other. Then, I hit the ice. My Northern-Michigan-trained-for-slippery-roads self kicked in and I did what I could, managing to just sideswipe one of the cars before safely making it to the ditch.
For the next two hours, I was surrounded by a dozen cars that all had the same fate. Luckily, my car had little damage — although the estimate I got yesterday on the cost of fixing it says otherwise… yikes! That’s what I get for buying a yellow, sporty car.
But wandering from vehicle to vehicle, strangers came together to try and make something happen. When the police finally arrived, we managed to make it out past the slippery area of the road. I ended up watching a movie at my friend’s house, never making it to that Christmas party.
Why am I telling you about my woes? Well, it helps me process. And what better than a public platform to process on?
In all seriousness though, I think there are a couple lessons to take away from this incident:
So, there you go. That was my adventure for the weekend. If you learned nothing else, then learn this — evaluate your risk, choose your route and go for it. Don’t regret what happens, except to learn from it and move on. You might be surprised what you take away.