Midwest to remember-
My husband is currently “benched” by the Wall Street crisis. I know, don’t cry in your latte……… But it is currently very strange having him home, a lot lately. It is good for the kiddos, and mostly good for me (a little annoying). Blah, blah…
We decided to take a trip this past week to Indiana to visit my husbands aging grandparents. I do NOT like road trips, especially LONG ones, especially with SMALL children who have no concept of time. Needless to say, we drove the 11+ hours in our mini van to visit the Midwest family. The first leg was fairly uneventful, and the kids were busy with books, games and movies. The second leg of the journey we stopped for lunch at Taco Bell, the kids were excited to get out of the car, and load up on burritos. As we finished lunch and got back into the vehicle Hubby and I arranged the some of our belongings, he put the computer case and extra pillows into the back, and I decided to put my bulky purse on top, as to not miss place. Off we headed onto the 2 lane highways of rural Ohio. Moments later my middle child says, “Daddy, I feel air back here, Oh NO the TRUNK is OPEN”!! Bob immediately turns back, to our horror, pillow were in the middle of the road, and I GASP, “MY PURSE.” We circle the parking lot, nothing, we go back to Taco Bell, nothing, we call the police, NOTHING!!!
Thank God Hubby is organized, he had all important information in his phone, we cancelled credit cards, stopped checks etc………………. I was red hot mad, mad at myself, mostly mad at hubby. After a bit of a fit, I got back into the van and decided the purse was gone forever, having lived in a fairly urban area for sometime, and watching too many “news” programs, I knew I would Not see this item again.
However, there are GOOD people out there, some kind person saw our things fall out the back of the van, and drove them to the local police station, they are currently being mailed back to me, as I type this blog. Many lessons were learned the past few days.
All in all it was good to see my husband"s grandmothers, they are doing well in daily life as elderly women, his grandfather now lives in a nursing home with advanced dementia, and no longer recognizes most of his family. The children had fun playing with 2nd and 3rd cousins, and soaking up the simple rural life in America.
God is good, life is hard, I am blessed,
Carrie
4 comments:
Gotta love the good-ol midwest! I think I've said this before but I've lived in Iowa all my life except for 2 years right after we got married, when we lived out in Delaware. While we were out there, we actually had our car stoles from the parking lot of our apartment complex. I assumed it was gone forever till they found it crashed in a parking lot in Baltimore - all out stuff was gone but it was full of someone else's stuff - including happy meal boxes. It's good to be home :)
so glad - I had a feeling someone good would find it & get it back to you!
sounds a little like my suitcase story.....Laughed out loud as I read your post! I'm glad you will get everything back. That's how us "middle of the country" people roll!!
Let me uplift your feelings about the city. We used to live in East Orange. After having Vivian and very pregnant w/Max, I put my wallet on the roof of the car while I was packing up food and the kids. I drove from Bloomfield to our apartment with the wallet on the roof. It flew off somewhere between there and East Orange. Two days later a man rang our bell - he asked for my husband. Ilya came to the door and the man had walked from Bloomfield to return my wallet. He refused money and when asked why he asked for Ilya instead of me, he said, "I did not want to scare your wife. She doesn't know me."
People are so good!
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