Blessed

I got to go home for a week and it was absolutely wonderful. I love my family. I don't think they know how much I miss them when I am up here at school.

Sadly the trip ended with a bit of a fiasco.



I can't really complain because so many things worked out just perfectly. My car started smoking right by an exit and died in a relatively safe place where traffic could still go by. Two very nice men came over and helped me within seconds of my car stopping. A very kind police officer insisted on staying with me till my car was safely towed away and I had a ride coming to get me. My parents both answered the phone and walked me through everything I should do. My wonderful roommate was able to come and rescue me from Price and yeah, I don't think it could have worked out better given the senario of smoking, breaking down car while on road trip alone.

I know I can thank all those blessing as answers to the prayers of my incredible parents.

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My car is gone. The repair would cost more than it's worth.
Is it stupid to cry over a car? I loved that car.