Whether it was from that first love in high school, or that relationship during/after college that you ‘thought’ would be forever or even trouble in your marriage. But the worst kind is losing a loved one to death. I would rather be shot in the leg than to have to ever go through any more of those. However, the heart mends, some. It goes from a break to a small crack, but we still feel it daily anyway.
And as far as our bodies go… stress, nervousness, etc. We make decisions every day, mostly small, but still decisions. Then bigger ones like should I change jobs, do I “need” a new car, should I try out a different insurance (don’t get me started). Or the major ones… am I really sick, should I have that surgery, ugh! We all fall into one of these categories, and it most likely makes you have a “bad” day. Well, I had a bad day a couple of weeks ago. I had just picked up another prescription from our vet for my sweet Sophie. On this particular day, we were not sure if she was going to get better or not. I had also just learned that my husband was going to have to have yet, another surgery. So my mind was occupied.
I don’t do well in traffic, much less, stupid people in traffic. I was going down 124, doing the speed limit ( YES!), and a car pulled right out in front of me! I couldn’t get over, so I had to slam on my brakes. I blew the horn and threw my hands up, like REALLY?? Well, we both pulled into the Kroger gas station.
When I saw her walking toward the cashier, I noticed that she looked tired and sad. I said, “ma’am, I’m very sorry that I blew the horn at you.” She looked up at me and started crying. She said, “that’s OK, I really shouldn’t be driving anyway.” I asked her why and was there anything I could do to help. She replied no thank you, I have been driving around all night looking for my 13-year-old daughter. We had an argument last night and she stormed out. I’m very worried, she has never done anything like this before. I noticed she only had about $2 in change for gas. Heck, we don’t have a lot of money, but I gave her $5, a bottle of water and a peppermint (they make me feel better). I hugged her neck and wished her the best. I RE: learned a lesson that day… EVERYONE HAS A STORY! I pray that all of you have few cracks, small decisions and very healthy loved ones (including yourself of course). And do one good deed each day, you will sleep better! 🙂
And as always, hug yourself AND everyone you love! Much love to all until next time.
Mandy Snell is a freelance writer who enjoys writing about growing up in Snellville and its history. Have any ‘Growing up in Snellville’ stories to share? Comment below!
