Heartbreaking Day

Sometimes I get super involved with my clients to my detriment. But it is part of the process.  I have my fair share of sad cases given that I represent accident victims. There are few happy stories associated with drunk driving as you might expect. It is a scourge upon our communities throughout the country and so unnecessary, causing irreparable physical and mental damage. It is not just about repairing or replacing a trashed vehicle or getting a huge settlement. Money doesn’t help when you have been scarred for life. When there is loss of life involved, the suffering is tenfold. When it is the main breadwinner of a family, it is tragedy beyond belief. There is an enormous gap. Perhaps it is a tough subject for a blog, but if I can help draw attention to the evils of drunk driving, I want to do my part. Read on to hear about what can happen if you take that one drink you think is perfectly safe at the bar. It doesn’t take much to impair judgement.

I am working to help a family trying to surviving the loss of the father, who was the principle income provider. Now, while they await settlement, they are in dire straits. They can’t make ends need as there was no life insurance. This is another issue to talk about and a shocking revelation. People are not mindful of the unexpected. Of course, they don’t envision anything happening; but if out and about in a car, you can’t be so complacent. These families need everything, sometimes simple things like a good cleanup of the house. One day, in hysterics the widow called me crying, saying that their old vacuum had conked out. While this is not a big deal in itself for most people, it was symbolic of her plight. She felt helpless and out of control.

She felt that she would never replace it, even though I knew she could in time. Meanwhile it was simple to remedy the problem and allay her fear. I know how to get a used machine or find a good replacement on The Clean Home for less than $100. I felt so sorry for her that I printed out the results of my research and handed it to her in person. I also showed her that she had enough money in the bank to last until her monetary reward as assessed by the insurance company. As her attorney, I am not a financial counselor, but I did know that this minor expenditure was within her purview and well worth it. All would be well in due time. I just had to make her believe it. I often face this problem with accident victims as clients. They don’t believe they are safe until the check arrives in the mail. They should take my word for it, but alas, emotions get in the way.