finally done!

The trip to the car shop, that is! So our van's back mirror has now been replaced with a new one after having it cracked and broke to pieces last Saturday night for reasons we don't know at all. I thought it was hit by a stone of which somebody threw when swithart parked it at our church's parking area last Saturday night. When the entire glass' broken pieces started to fall in the inside of the van, swithart thought it was just some ices that got melted since it was too cold last Saturday and was snowing. But he was wrong, it was all the mirror that broke to thousand pieces! And so we had it fixed last Tuesday morning as appointed last Sunday. It cost us $350, really hurting our pocket but at least, it's good now. And then I couldn't help but wonder what does that breaking implicates. I am no supersticious believer but more often than not, back home, when a certain breakable stuff breaks even without someone intentionally put force in it, it signals something sad and negative thing that had happened; usually, death. I personally have experienced such and even my family members, too. And so, what happened to our van's mirror really put me into query. This, this is what I am gonna continue later on when I could talk to someone back home and ask them about someone, and something. Keep posted! :)