The Towing

The memory about the boat therapy experience came to the front of my mind because Sho and Mario went to the coast to fish the other day.  They towed Mario's boat.  Sho's been working so hard throughout the weeks, including Saturdays and Sundays.  I admonished him, "Oh.  It's not enough to be "The Man In The Can", now you're turning into a workoholic.  It's important for mental health to take a break".  Jeesh.  There I go, giving advice, as if asked.  Well, he did go fishing and said they were about 5 miles offshore when the steering went out.  So he used a long net somehow to tie the separate ends to be able to steer the boat.  An old man and woman were fishing nearby and generously offered to tow them to land. Sho said he offered to pay for their gas and time but they declined.  "One day, if we ever need it, hopefully somebody will helps us, too.", they said.

Stitch, Elvis's brother

Last night one of my daughters called and asked for help to come get Stitch, her dog, out of the way because the van quit working while she was driving.  She realized it felt funny so she just barely managed to steer it into an open slot of a turning lane which, by the way, turns into nothing.  I have no idea why that lane is even there!  Except maybe to give her a place to steer the van out of everybody's way.  Awesome.

I arrived and she walked Stitch across the street over to me.  Her cellphone barely had enough energy to call AAA, my oldest son and me so I lent her mine.  All of a sudden my cellphone went dead.  Whereas a mere moment ago it was fine.   Hmmm.  That felt weird.  She said she'd already called AAA, a towing company, and they said it would be 2 1/2 hours before anyone could come tow the van because somehow their computer system crashed and they were backlogged while trying to log-in information by hand.  Hmmmm. My son arrived and checked the van but it wouldn't stay on.  He said might be a sensor because it seemed fine:  the belts, oil, water, gas, etc.  Hmmmmm.  I felt weirded, as best I can describe, so I went into prayer, I turned it all over, everything.  I felt peaceful, sedate, comfortable.  As if all was well and taken cared of.  Just like that.  I looked at my phone, fiddled a bit, it turned on, asked for my unlock code and worked fine.  I called my neighbor, Debbie, who owns a towing company.  She said ok, she'd have her driver come pickup the van.  Fifteen minutes later, Debbie calls back and said strangely she can't locate her driver.  Is it ok if she calls ATX, another towing company?  No problem.  Hmmmmmm.  I prayed.  Turned it all over.  Debbie calls again.  She's struggling, too, but finally gets Harper's to tow the van.  My son leaves and a police officer came to help.  Finally Harper's arrived, towed the van.  The driver thought it might be the alternator so he hooked up his battery charger...the van started and it stayed on.  Jeesh.  So it's not the alternator because it wouldn't stay on by itself...on and on.  I turned this all over and over to that Power Greater than me.  I kept a positive, helpful attitude.  Not cheerful, mind you...kind, patient and did what I could to help without becoming The Solution  to my daughter's problems. Thanks to my Higher Power that I choose to call GOD, I can say it all ended just fine and for this I'm truly grateful.  

Dear GOD, may I be of service to YOU and YOUR children by doing YOUR Will always so that I can show by example how You work in my life to make it somehow work out just the way it should be according to YOUR Will, not mine.  As YOU wish..sincerely, Carol xoxox  (hugs & kisses)