When you get answers.
I was so frustrated yesterday. I was seeing so many people bringing in so many donations for the Jeep group to take to Kentucky. I had nothing. I felt as if I were letting the group down. I wanted desperately to have something to take, something to help in some way. But I had nothing, and no money to purchase on my own. While whining about it to a friend, she reminded me that prayer was an important gift as well.
This morning as I sat here, still wondering what I could do, my wondering was answered. I received a call from a friend who had things to donate. I then go another message from a second friend who also had some things. Right about lunch time I drove up to put some flowers on my late husband’s gave and to get the first donations. The friend who called lived not too far from the church.
I got back home and talked with mom and then sat down to wait on time to take the donations to the truck. As I sat here I got a message from the second individual. They would bring what they had to me. By the time all was said and done, the back of my jeep was full.
I called mom and asked if she wanted to ride with me. I drove down to pick her up and we headed out. At one point there is a somewhat busy/large intersection we had to pass through. As we sat at the light we watched a large city bus barely manage to make a turn. The vehicle sitting in the turning lane was not even all the way up to the line, but it was so far over it was almost out of its lane. Yet, the bus managed. The tractor trailer behind it, did not. It pulled around the turn, and stopped. The vehicle in the way tried to back up, but the car behind it seemed oblivious to what was going on. I was glad the light changed so we could move on. Maybe with traffic moving they could move as well.
We pulled into the drop of area to find out that the group now had a second truck and trailer. I watched as it pulled in and backed into place. As I watched, an idea formed. As the group was deciding what was going into the big trailer and what was staying in the small one, I walked over and had a brief conversation with the driver. I explained that my late husband was an over the road driver, and it had been almost five years since I had been in the back of a trailer, would it be possible..just for a moment..He laughed kindly and told me sure. He would even help me up. Nah dude, I got this. A friend took the photo of me in the back of the trailer, then reminded me to be careful getting down. You have no idea how many times I climbed or jumped from the back of a trailer after having helped sweep them out. It was an easy hop down to the ground. It was brief, quick, seeped in returning memories.
Tomorrow evening they leave for Kentucky. At the moment, its two eighteen wheelers, at least one smaller trailer and several jeeps who are joining the convoy. Soon Kentucky, we’ll be there soon.
Until they leave, we are still accepting donations. Anyone local reading this, contact me if you have a donation. Nothing will be turned down, but they really need non-perishable foods, hygiene products, diapers, blankets, pet food, toys for the children. If you have any of this and wish to donate, just holler. Kentucky- the people of Kentucky- needs us.