The Love Tap

Yesterday I headed to the far side of the city to shop in a few stores I seldom visit. I also was scheduled to meet my aunt, Carolyn, so we could go to the funeral home, as one my great-aunts passed away. Now there is only one great-aunt left.

It was busy day for my aunt. She moved Friday from Georgia back to her hometown, which is to say, here. She's been away for eight years. And she returned only to have to go to the funeral home. Yikes.

Anyway, I spent the afternoon tooling around town purchasing birthday presents for my husband, who has his big day tomorrow. Then I stopped at Nature's Outlet for aloe juice and a Vitamin E stick.

I caught a light at the intersection of 419 and Colonial as I left the health food store. As I idled at the light, the car jumped.

I'd been tapped in the rear. A little love bump from the vehicle behind. I opened my door and got out of the car just as the light turned green.

The car that bumped me back up and sped around me. "Sorry!" someone shouted as they drove past.

Of course that happened so quickly I couldn't even tell what kind of car it was, let alone the plate number or anything else (except I think it was a man driving, but I am not even sure of that). I glanced at my bumper, which looked fine, then pulled into a parking lot to better check.

Even though everything seemed okay, I was a bit unnerved. And even though the little jolt was minimal, I was concerned about my neck, because I had many problems with it last fall and continue to have some soreness and stiffness.

After looking over the car and calling my husband to let him know to check the vehicle over later (boy, was he angry), I went to meet my aunt and to visit with family at the funeral home. When I returned to my house, I immediately applied liniment I have from my acupuncturist. I also took an anti-inflammatory.

This morning, knock wood, things seem no worse for the love tap. But I am still surprised the other person didn't stop to see what kind of damage was done to his car.