My world has been a whirl wind of craziness in moving and building my home. I don’t know, blogging has been difficult, but it’s always beckoning me to not stay away too long.
So, I don’t think my experiences are that much different from anyone else’s. But sometimes I see things differently and that’s what happened last night.
I couldn’t wait to take my kids to the park. We loaded up the car and got ready to go. I had went about 3 minutes from my house and hit the freeway, suddenly my tire pressure warning went to zero. Cars going madly around me at 75 mph. I made my way to the berm right before a major intersection of two major freeways. And I have to be honest, I was scared.
I called my insurance and there was an hour and half wait, which would make it very dark. They told since they considered it a dangerous place where my car was pulled over I should call 911. So, I did. During this time I also contacted my boyfriend and he said, “I’ll be there.” Those words equaled instant comfort for me.
It made me think. Sometimes, that’s all it takes to give someone else joy, “Just be there.” You don’t have to come bearing gifts, you don’t have to create an atmosphere, it’s so simple. “Just be there.”
As my boyfriend kneeled on the side of the road, in the dangerous position, changing my tire, I felt such overwhelming gratitude for him, for his caring, for his desire to “just be there” for my kids and I. Yes, he had to drive to me and go out of his way, but his desire to “just be there” outweighed the inconveniences he incurred.
How often it’s so simple. How I wish I had those “just be there” moments back I’ve missed, to give someone else joy. I feel so blessed by my journey and how others have given me the blessings of these moments. It’s not too hard, give joy in just being there.
A woman who chose joy 