Here's some uplifting news - no pun intended. But it does involve a bevy of women.
I am finally out driving on my own and there is a great deal to get done.
I stopped by the PO to check my box. There are Bills galore - already. There is also a little orange key to a bigger P.O. Box. I'm not expecting anything but I go to it and open it to find packages - tracking and insured, stuffed to the brim of the Box.
Only they aren't mine. Another woman walks in. I ask her for a pen so I can leave a note. Neither of us recognizes the name. It's a small town and there was a chance.
We try to lock the Box but, apparently, only the key stays put and the Box is left open.
The PO is closed!
We decide to put all of the packages in the trunk of my rented car. We , then, both of us, trek over to the pharmacy - just because we were both headed in that direction. We ask the pharmacist if she knows either of the women whose addresses are on the packages - they both live here! Yet, the packages are tracking and insured.
The pharmacist knows the woman who is expecting the packages but she can't give us her name. I say it can wait and I'll return to the PO, tomorrow and hand over the packages.
The other woman insists on looking up the women on the internet - so they don't worry...lol
Okay...
So now we have five women involved!
We locate the woman and I explain to her the situation. Turns out Alice, the sender, is in her late 90's and this is how she sends Alna Christmas gifts. Alna is almost that age, as well.
All five of we women are widowed. All five! All five will be alone over the Christmas Holidays.
I ask Alna if I might just deliver Alice's gifts to her and she is delighted.
When I woke this morning, I had no where to go for Christmas. Everyone I know is gone, has moved or is traveling. I was really unhappy about this situation. I'd hoped before this accident that I'd be back on the Road by December 12th. Not so.
Well, everyhting has changed. I will now be spending Christmas Day with four other women who had no place to go.
It's so funny how the Universe works...
I wanted to head out to NH to be with friends since my road trip out SW was going to be delayed. Now, it appears, I will be here with new friends on Christmas Day. And I'm delighted! I am...
When I was young, my wonderful mother told me to always make my bed, no matter how lazy I felt on any particular day. To always RSVP, no matter the invitation. And to always say my prayers at night, no matter how hopeless I felt.
The day the man ran into my car and sidelined me and re-routed my life was the one day I did not make my bed...lol
It's true. As my dog and I were walking out the door, I looked back and saw my unmade bed. I thought about going back in and taking a moment to make it but my dog was so excited to hike and so I didn't go back.
I know it means nothing but there are little rules we can follow to make our lives easier. Maybe not so much making our beds are RSVP-ing but I believe our prayers are important. Our intentions are.
Anyway, that's my Story about the women I met, today.
Peace and :heart:
Liv
