Saturday:) Sunshine, Sanctuary, Sprouts and Stranded

21 Oct

“Construction of the ark has been delayed because of an U.S.O. sighting~ an Unusual Strange Orb in the sky~ the sun.”

~ Toni Armenta Andrukaitis


“Don’t let yesterday’s storm keep you from enjoying today’s sunshine.”

― Matshona Dhliwayo


The sun finally made an appearance for the first time in a very long time. It felt so strange to grab my sunglasses and walk with the sun warming my face.

I needed to go to the bank and run some errands. I was so close to St. Gabriel’s, so I decided to stop in a few minutes to light a candle and say a special prayer. There was some kind of small service going on. I thought that maybe in was a couple’s workshop or something. Audrey, the events coordinator was by the door. She asked if I was there for the funeral. I told her I just wanted to light a candle. She said the candles hadn’t been replaced and none were available, but I was welcome to stop in or go to the chapel. I decided to just sneak in the back and listen to Father Don’s Gospel reading and homily.

Kneeling in the back, listening to Father’s words, I got a bit teary eyed. He spoke about the man who had passed away, and about the legacy he left to the world. Father spoke about how sometimes the legacy we leave is not monetary or tangible, but how we influenced the people around us. It’s how much we love and are loved. Those are the true measures of a life well lived.

It’s funny, last Sunday when I stopped for coffee with Mr. Jerry after church, I asked him if he thought I was goofy. He said I was very sweet and kind and generous. Then he joked and said, “But, there is that time you crashed that funeral at St. MIchael’s.” In my defense, it was Ash Wednesday, and I thought it was a regular Lenten service. I smiled and thought, well, here I go again, crashing another funeral. At least this one was in English.

Afterwards, I stopped at Sprouts to pick up some vegetables to make a big pot of chicken soup. I bumped into my friend Deborah Ricci. She was sharing info and samples of natural and healthy skin products. We chatted and I showed her grand-baby pictures. Good to catch up.

Well, I put my groceries in the car and went to start it up…. dead as a door nail. It wouldn’t even turn over, just red lights flashing on the dash. No, I hadn’t left any lights on or anything. When I got my oil change last month, the guy did say that my battery was low and he tried to talk me into a pricey battery. He had already talked me into a pricier oil change and changing a couple of filters, so I really didn’t believe him.

I called AAA service. They said it would be an hour and twenty minutes. There was a Dunkin Donuts across the parking lot, so I walked over and asked for the gooiest filled donut to drown my sorrows. As I waited, I received several texts from friends Jerry, Bob, and Doug, who were watching college football, bantering back and forth about the games. Doug was at a bar with friends, Bob was sitting at home with candy and Jerry just got home from his grand-daughter’s cheerleading practice. I said I was drowning my sorrows at Dunkin Donuts with a dead battery and waiting an hour for AAA.

Jerry texted that he could be there in five minutes. Before I could reply to say that wasn’t necessary, he texted, “I’m on my way.” The funny part is, just as I read the text, a song playing in the restaurant said, “I’m on my way.” I laughed out loud, and also thought, how lucky am I to have such nice friends.

Jerry arrived in five minutes and sat with me while I waited. I said maybe I was being punished for crashing another funeral. He laughed. Then, he drove me back to my car when the AAA guy called to say he’d be there in five minutes. The young man was very sweet. His name was Fernando, and we chatted about his unusual name and other family names and how some cars have batteries hidden or buried under all kinds of stuff. He checked the battery, and it was extremely low. He jumped it and it started up right away. But, I asked if he could just replace it because, the way my luck was running, it would die again before I could get it to an auto shop. So, he put in a new battery.

Poor Jerry was missing his beloved Michigan game, but he said he’d probably get home before the final. Now, that’s a real friend. I’m very blessed.

So, that was my strange Saturday. I got my sunshine, but I had to weather the storm.

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