Yesterday was unexpected.
I unexpectedly blew a tire on my way to drop a carload of li'l kidlet stuff at a donation drop off.
I unexpectedly blew a tire on a country road.
I unexpectedly could not call for help when the number I needed to dial contained a 3. Yes, my #3 button had not been working on my old phone for quite awhile. Did I mention it was old?
I unexpectedly found an old(er) man, who did not have a phone. Then, found a mean lady who said she didn't have a phone.
Then, unexpectedly, from the mean ladies place came a gal with her cell phone and offered it to me.
I was relieved.
Unexpectedly, she offered to change my tire. I was ecstatic.
Unexpectedly, her little chihuahua came running across the street. He was adorable and I held him while she changed my tire with my very slow to rise jack and minimal tools from my trunk.
I thanked her repeatedly, though I don't know that my words conveyed how grateful I was.
The rest of the day remained unexpected. But, that unexpected act of kindness carried me through.
And what did I learn from having a flat tire on a country road?
A) I need to learn how to change my own tire.
B) Have a cell where all the buttons work!
Many thank yous to everyone who stops to help a stranger. You make a greater impact than you know.
10 hours ago