I was daydreaming while washing lunch dishes when I heard the front door slam.
“MOM! MOM! You have to come outside! A tree fell on the car!”
I wiped my hands on a dishtowel. “What are you talking about?”
“A tree fell. A tree fell on the car! A tree!”
My 12 year old daughter, Rachel, jumped up and down as if on a pogo stick in her excitement. Of course, I figured it was just pre-teen dramatics. It had been pretty windy outside. I imagined a large branch on the car.
“Was it a branch that fell on the car?” I said coolly.
“NO! A whole tree!” Rachel bounced frantically. “An entire tree!”
I ran to the dining room window. There was a 75 foot pine tree on my minivan. I stared in disbelief. How on earth had that happened? I called my then husband, who immediately called our auto insurance company. The auto insurance company wouldn’t cover the incident because the car had been parked in the driveway. This was a home insurance issue, they said. Of course, our home insurance had a $1000 deductible. He then called someone to take care of the tree. A man came out with a chain saw and began removing branches and tearing into the trunk.
When I got home earlier that day from grocery shopping, I remember pausing to roll the driver’s window up. We had been experiencing strong winds, but it was quite warm outside, so I decided to leave the window down. We found that a very large branch had gone through the driver’s side window. Had I rolled it up, the large branch would have shattered the window. Between the tree and the car, we found the metal basketball hoop pole bent at a 45 degree angle, directly above the car. The basketball hoop partially suspended the tree trunk over the car, keeping it from smashing it.
The top of the tree landed on the front hood. It weighed it down so much, the car rose a few inches once the tree had been removed. Only the windshield had been slightly damaged. The prior six inch crack on the windshield had now been extended across to the other side of the windshield. There were smudges of sap on the hood of the car. That was it along with minor scratches! It was a miracle.
Rachel had been playing in the front yard with her rabbit. The rabbit had just run under the car. Rachel was about to get her rabbit when the giant gush of wind knocked the tree onto the car. That was the real miracle! We had two miracles that day. We later found a very frightened rabbit hiding under a bush.
By ~ Elizabeth Yalian ©2013