I am not sure where to begin. I started another pilgrimage to North Carolina to meet movers and estate sale people to begin the final stretch of closing mom's estate.
I drove South Monday, I was emotional and determined all at the same time.….. arriving late Monday night and with the help of Angels…… Literally and figuratively, I managed to leave Thursday morning having accomplished everything on the list which allowed me to get the house ready to sell.
I'm being vague in all that was accomplished because I don't want to bore you with details….. but I have to say that ANGELS are among us! What started as a daunting task to do alone, ended with amazing angels being put in my path to help me at just the right time, knowing just what I needed before I even knew. I am a very independent woman and being an only child makes me like this I guess. I don't like asking for help unless I need it. I did not ask but I received help that was so amazingly generous……
I feel completely humbled and grateful for the generosity of others…… the love of God is among us…. and angels are too!
Speaking of Angels…. My mom's neighbor was a god-send…. helping me with things I seriously didn't know I needed. She helped me accomplish so much…… I am forever grateful….
The painter she found to paint mom's kitchen was even named Angel :) I do believe it was a sign!
So, after a long and exhausting week… I began my journey home with a car full of memories. I was admitedly emotional… but content with the progress…..focusing on getting to my next destination when all of a sudden a freak accident occurred driving on I-95 North. It sounded like rocks being thrown at the car. I opened my sunshade carefully to see what the noise was from and my sunroof had shattered. I still have no idea why.. but I quickly got myself to the next exit which was in a very small town called Kenly. The very first thing I see is a Ford Dealership. I pulled in and HOPED they could help me. They spent about 20-30 minutes patching my roof to get me on the road. I was grateful.
As I made my way up I-95, I heard pressure changes, cracking glass and could tell that the patch ie. duct tape, was peeling back. I needed to get it fixed before the deluge of rain hit. I saw signs that led to Rocky Mount and took the exit on I-64… took the first major exit and I saw a Honda Dealer. WOW… seriously perfect and could not be any more well planned… I drove an Acura so at least they were familiar with the car.
What are the odds that two car dealers would sit right off the exits? I think the angels were protecting me. The Honda Dealer took their time on their patch work, even going to Lowe's for supplies that 3 hours later, allowed me to get on the road and that would prevent my car from leaking even in the most torrential rains that would follow.
I made it home safe… and dry. What a blessing. I know that this situation could be viewed as a huge obstacle to my trip and trust me it was not fun, but, I feel blessed that it happened during the day, I had help available and I was not hurt. It could have been so much worse.
So the crazy thing…. is that the pumpkin I call "her" is still sitting on the half-wall between the family room and the kitchen… it's been perfectly preserved ….but tonight… the second night back home…. after basically closing up mom's house and emptying it… I noticed that the pumpkin is looking less perfect. In fact, it looks like it is dying or rotting …. maybe someone's way of letting me know that it is time to let go a little bit more….. that All is WELL.
I truly feel like God is holding my hand, giving me just what I need when I need it… and allowing Angels to be there for me to support me, even when I didn't know I needed them… I feel so blessed… so humbled and so in AWE! I do believe there are angels among us!
