The weekend sucked, to understate what happened. 

On the way back from church on Sunday, my family (Dad, Mum, Sister & domestic helper) got involved in a car accident along the expressway. 

The news that first trickled in was that my Dad had a cut to his neck (isn’t that where some artery or major blood vessel is ?) and that my Mum was badly hurt in the hips.  Thankfully my sister was uninjured while the maid, who I would say has a rather weak disposition, simply fainted (she told me later that "I thought we had gone to heaven").

I drove to SGH A&E with much trepidation.  It did not escape my recollection that quite ironically, just a couple of days ago, I had written about theodicy.

As it turned out, the "cut" to my Dad’s neck was caused by his seat belt.  And the x-ray showed that my Mum had not suffered any fracture or internal injury in the hip area. 

So thank God that everyone escaped relatively unscathed.  And though the family car is wrecked, this may yet turn out to be a blessing if it teaches the little princesses at home to get by without being chaufferred around by my parents.