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2015 - Surviving a Crash – A Reminder of Life’s Fragility — And the Miracle Repair

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It was early morning, and I was driving Cop, Ef, and little Peter to their schools.

The road was quiet, the sun just rising, when suddenly — out of nowhere — a car sped through a red light and created a crash nobody should have survived.

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The sound of the impact is something I will never forget.
For a few split seconds, there was silence — and then the realization that we were all still alive, and miraculously, none of us had even a scratch.

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Our Honda City, already several years old, was almost destroyed.
When I later saw the wreck at the garage, split nearly in two, I could hardly believe what I was looking at.
But, just like me, the owner, the car was repaired piece by piece.

It still bears the marks of that day, yet it continues to serve us faithfully.

Each time I take my dogs for our morning walks and see that same old car standing there, I’m reminded of how close we came to losing everything again — and how precious each ordinary day truly is.

In its quiet, steadfast way, that car tells the same story I have lived myself:
that even when life seems broken beyond repair, with time and care, we can find the strength to go on.

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The photos below show what was left of our car after the crash. When we first saw it at the repair shop, it felt almost impossible to imagine that the vehicle could ever be used again. The damage was so severe that, for a while, we prepared ourselves to continue our daily life on motorbikes alone.

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But the skilled Thai engineers surprised us completely. With patience, craftsmanship, and long hours of work, they slowly brought the car back into service.
It felt almost like a small miracle — a reminder of how resourceful and capable people here can be, even when faced with something that looks beyond repair.

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For our family, it meant safety, stability, and the comfort of having our car back on the road again.