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Did I Ever Tell You About The Time I Got Lost?
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Since yesterday was mother’s day I thought I would tell you about a memory I have that involved my mom. I was about 13-14 years old and had gotten my first real summer job that wasn’t baby-sitting. It involved placing flyers door to door for a roofing company that our music minister from church was co-owner of. I was just part of a team of several of the youth from church who worked for him that summer. We would all meet at church early in the morning and then he would drive us to a different location to distribute the flyers. Normally we would pair off and hit our designated area. It was not the most fun job in the world but it was mad money!

This one day we were odd numbered, so I ended up going off on my own. This was not a good thing from the start. Number one, we had a different guy driving us around and he was, how shall I say, older and not real worried about our safety. Number two, I had no idea where on earth I was. Those two things spelled disaster!

I finished my route, and ran out of flyers and proceeded to wait at the designated spot to be picked up. And I waited, and waited….but no one showed up. After what seemed like hours I started to worry thinking I was in the wrong spot so I walked down the street to the other end and waited some more. Still, no one showed up. By this time it was well after the time to be picked up, matter of fact, I should have been home by then! Not only did I not know where I was, but I didn’t even have any money on my person. I was completely helpless and scared. I walked till I found a 7-Eleven store, and asked the clerk if I could use the phone. She said no. I told her my dilemma and still she wouldn’t budge. She was too busy flirting with the truck driver who was leaning against the counter. I walked outside for a few minutes and then walked back in the store, and the clerk told me that the truck driver said he’d give me a ride….I declined and left the store pronto!

I don’t remember who I called but I did find a payphone and called them collect. By this time, my mom had been notified at work that I was missing and she and my grandfather, (my grandfather and her worked at the same place so they were together) were putting a description of me together for the police. Can you imagine doing that? As a mom myself, I can’t imagine what my mother went through!

Finally the man who was suppose to pick me up, had been contacted and he arrived to where I was at finally picked me up! But the moron yelled at me all the way home! As if it was my fault that he didn’t come get me! Here I was, a young girl, lost, crying and scared to death and I had this man yelling at me because he screwed up! All I wanted was to get home!

I remember when my mom got home, it was one of those moments when you really are glad to have your mom. Nothing felt better than that hug! To feel safe and loved.

When I think about the what if’s and what could have happened….it really scares me. Do I believe in angels? You betcha! Because I know my guardian angel was watching over me that day!

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Hope you all had a wonderful Mother’s day! We spent ours at home, both Big D and I were sick…not the best way to spend the day, but we made the best of it. We watched lots of movies, ordered Chinese food and enjoyed the company of the kids! What more could a mom ask for? Well….they did get me this too….

Sweet!!! One more to add to my collection!! They spoil me! I love them! So what did you get spoiled with?