The Good Out of the Dent

My first accident encounter caused by overturning.
Even after hours, I'm still thinking about it.
Although its nothing serious, it kind of spooked me a little.

Friends know I have supportive parents.
But because they have always been as such, guilt is practically eating me right now.
Dad has always been my ''fixer" - even up till now where I sensed he's fighting his inner battle and having to deal this matter.
It was an eye opener though. As Dad 'activated' his social network and asked friends from the army for recommendations, senior warren officer & the army boy best friend of his came over and recount stories of worst accidents that they knew.

Then I remembered, every shit I faced - dad always got me out of it.
In the words of his army boy who helped me with my hostel transportation 'I'd do anything for your dad.'
I never knew the importance until I began to see for myself how at every wrong turn of event, Dad always has endless support.

So now, Dad had someone to accompany me to the workshop tomorrow.
I promise myself not to get behind the wheels until I settle the repair costs.
Thats the least I could do for the man I owe too much to.