Weekend

Before I flew to Utah last weekend, I prayed that everyone would be safe in their travels. I meant everyone flying into Salt Lake for my grandma's funeral. Little did I know that the people going the shortest distance would need the most protection. Thankfully, Heavenly Father knew more than I did.

R called Saturday morning to say that he and the boys had been in an accident right outside our complex. A woman had been "putting her visor down" and hadn't noticed the long-red light, going right through it into our car as it was turning left. Somehow, the at-fault person never has much damage to their car, but this is what happened to ours.













Needless to say, it was totaled. But it was a miracle that none of my boys were injured--and I very much understand that they were protected. It was so hard for me to be away and know that they were going through this without me to comfort them. I am so grateful to good friends who took care of them for me, and who have helped us out this week as we have needed it.

Mr. B has taken great pride in telling the story of "our accident" to any willing listener, greatly expounding with sound effects and a large vocabulary. He has designed many accessories for his Lego cars to prevent future crashes. "If a car is going to Zoom you, this comes out and sticks on to the other car, and lifts it up." Last night he made sure to remind R that you aren't supposed to run into other people's cars, and let us know whenever someone was in range.

We had been in early stages of planning to buy a newer car (intending to have 2 and allow R to go to his early-morning-Sunday-meetings unhindered), and that situation has been greatly accelerated this week. We feel so blessed to have already found one that we think will work well for our family and our situation. We really feel that this car was where it was, when it was, for the price it was, just for us. Mr. B is excited to have a new van, just like his friends, but was bitterly disappointed that the one we like isn't blue.

On a side note, I was able to "enjoy" the weekend with my family. It was very calming to go through the funeral and think of all of the good things my grandma did in her life. Everyone's flights were successful, some even early, and we had the blessing of beautiful weather all weekend.