I had lunch the other day with the parents of the young man I choked out when I got jumped. His mother asked how I was coping with things. Life has been different since the accident I told her. For good and bad. I appreciate things more and I show more gratitude. It's brought my friends and I closer to each other and my imitate family as well. Physically though I struggle. It's hard for me to keep still and I struggle with just not being able to do things on my own. She asked me how I was do financially. I told her it's stressful but I managing. It's difficult seeing my medical bills coming in. My insurance only covered a certain portion, so things are stacking up. She asked how much everything summed up too. In the ballpark of $50,000+. She asked me why I didn't take her sons life, and mentioned how I broke him down mentally. I told her my intentions weren't to harm, but to protect myself. She asked me why I didn't press charges or go after the guys for lawsuits. I told her I got everything I need which is my life. I'm just lucky to walked away alive. She started crying and her husband was very emotional. They told me that they spoke to their son and he felt bad for being there and regrets everything that happen that day. She asked me if she could assist me with my finances and medical bills. I told her I got everything under control. Her husband puts his hand on my shoulder and tells me to, "let us handle things, here on out." In a very stern voice. So I said ok. They got my bank info and told me that their account will place money in my account. I asked if it was legal and are you sure and they said yes. He said give it some time and it'll be in there. It will take a few days for the check we will place in your account to clear. I said awesome thanks. They told to call them when the money entered the account.
Last Thursday morning I look into my bank account, and see the amount of 5 million pending in my account. I called my bank to verify and they said yes, I wasn't seeing shit. I call Mr. And Mrs. Babson and their security told me it wasn't a mistake and consider it a blessing.
I'm a fucking millionaire. I'm still dumbfounded by everything. Only my 2 room mates know and anyone who reads this. I'm currently at a Mercedes dealership about to buy a car for my mom and father with cash in hand. I bought a handicap van for a kid parents that broke his back I was roomed with in the hospital too. Time it to give back to the ones in need.
Good things do happen to good people.
