Counting My Blessings

I have been the recipient of some wonderful service as of late. I really just feel so blessed.

My neighbors son helped bring in my groceries a few weeks ago. A neighbor towed Chris's car home and then fixed his car after his clutch went out super late at night. My Mom and my Mother in law watch my son while I work etc. etc. etc.

The most recent incident was this morning. I was running late for work because I couldn't find my keys. I finally got on the road and didn't get very far before I realized I had a flat tire. And I don't mean just a little flat... like flat to the ground flat. I pulled over and called my Mom to see if she could come pick me up and as soon as I got off the phone a car had pulled over in front of me and was backing up to my car.

Breaking down on the side of the road by myself or with my kids in the car scares me to death. I'm sure for obvious reasons.

Anyway, this nice man got out of his car and tells me he has a car jack that will make it easier. I was so tempted to tell him that I didn't need his help that someone was coming to get me.... but then I stopped and decided to accept his help. I really have a hard time accepting help sometimes. I don't know if it's because I'm embarrassed that I might need help or what it is but I really struggle accepting help.

It took us a little while to figure out how to take my tire off. I've changed a tire on a car before but it's been a long time and it wasn't on the car I currently own. I also happen to be wearing a skirt today... not the best attire for tire changing. Basically this sweet stranger changed my tire for me and got his nice work slacks dirty.

I told him "Thank you so much." and his response was that he hoped someone would do the same for his wife. I was so touched by his response.

He told me about his sister that lives in LasVegas. Her car broke down in the middle of an intersection and people instead of helping her, honked and yelled obscenities at her and told her to get out of the road. I can't even imagine how stressful that would be and he didn't say anything about kids but I wouldn't be surprised if she had kids in her car at the time. He said she just cried until her husband was able to get there to help her.

I am so grateful that my kids weren't in the car when my car got a flat tire and that I wasn't on the freeway and that this sweet stranger took the time to change my tire even though he probably ended up being late to work and got his pants all dirty.

I hope I can be there for someone else when they can use some help. I hope I can teach my son to be the kind of man that would stop to help someone in need.