As I was driving back to Farmington my muffler broke off. At this point I honestly can't help but laugh at the stories this car has given me. Upon asking an elderly man if he had a bungee cord he ended up offering to help. I couldn't help but laugh, he had a roll of toilet paper in his shirt pocket. He drove back home and returned with tools. As I began to assist him cutting mechanic wire as we both looked under my car we spoke of his daughter and what he does for a living. We spoke about school and life and how thankful I was he showed up. But then it got even better he stated, "You girls must have thought I was crazy, carrying toilet paper on me." But anyone who knows me well know I always have toilet paper in my car! Though I was frustrated and fed up because it literally has felt like I'm just waiting for the next thing to "fall apart" and then it literally happens. It was as though God was saying, "I've got You, even when you think I don't. Even if takes an elderly man saving you on the side of the road who also believes in toilet paper to get your attention." He works in such ways, ways that always seem to catch me off guard.
Updating my blog often is not as habitual as I would like, however here I am given a quick catch up. On June 8th, 2014 I graduated from Poland Regional High school and let me just say it was quite a relief to finally be done these last four years. It was like that of a marathon, the last leg of the race that seemed to continue on forever. I'd been impatient with life for who knew where I was going, or where the heck I'd even end up. The last month of high school was one of the most challenging, but with a few close friends tightly by my side I made it through. "Don't wish away high school, when you're finished you'll want to go back. Experience it all." Advice I heard continuously from elders, much wiser for a reason. Yet as I finished my last real day of high school emotions ran high. Four years of ups and downs, highs and lows that seemed to feel like a r...
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