May 18, 2014
Write about the most surprising helping hand you've ever received.
When I was married to the father of my children, and we lived in Virginia, we were talking to his Nana and Papa like we did every Sunday. I was telling Nana about how my oldest had gotten sick at school, and the school tried to call me but had the last two numbers of my phone number transposed, so they could not get ahold of me. Even if they had, it wouldn't have done much good, because I had to sell my much beloved and throughly unique Crown Victoria before we left Kentucky.
Anyhow, the school ended up calling my ex-husband, and with his new job, he was not just out on the flight line, he was in a meeting. He had to be called out to go get my eldest, who, it turns out, was not that sick anyhow!
I was telling Nana what I thought was a funny story, and she told me to go pick out a van I liked. I was totally surprised.
My ex and I went out that day, to the Dodge dealership, and found the minivan we wanted. The next day we told Nana and Papa the price, and that afternoon there was a deposit in our bank account. It was not enough to pay for the whole van, I thought maybe it was just supposed to be the down payment? I called them to thank them, and made sure to mention the amount... Nana yelled on the phone to Papa that the bank screwed up, within 20 minutes the error was fixed.
Not only had they given us enough to pay for the van in full, but enough extra to get completely out of debt and get a snazzy alarm put on said van.
Nana and Papa are the second best thing to come out of marriage, if you count my kids as the first. The third best thing to come out of my marriage is this house we live I now, if not for them, we would not have it, but I'll save that for another entry. It is also a helping hand from them, and could easily have been today's post!
Thanks for reading
Misty
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Blessed Be
When I was married to the father of my children, and we lived in Virginia, we were talking to his Nana and Papa like we did every Sunday. I was telling Nana about how my oldest had gotten sick at school, and the school tried to call me but had the last two numbers of my phone number transposed, so they could not get ahold of me. Even if they had, it wouldn't have done much good, because I had to sell my much beloved and throughly unique Crown Victoria before we left Kentucky.
Anyhow, the school ended up calling my ex-husband, and with his new job, he was not just out on the flight line, he was in a meeting. He had to be called out to go get my eldest, who, it turns out, was not that sick anyhow!
I was telling Nana what I thought was a funny story, and she told me to go pick out a van I liked. I was totally surprised.
My ex and I went out that day, to the Dodge dealership, and found the minivan we wanted. The next day we told Nana and Papa the price, and that afternoon there was a deposit in our bank account. It was not enough to pay for the whole van, I thought maybe it was just supposed to be the down payment? I called them to thank them, and made sure to mention the amount... Nana yelled on the phone to Papa that the bank screwed up, within 20 minutes the error was fixed.
Not only had they given us enough to pay for the van in full, but enough extra to get completely out of debt and get a snazzy alarm put on said van.
Nana and Papa are the second best thing to come out of marriage, if you count my kids as the first. The third best thing to come out of my marriage is this house we live I now, if not for them, we would not have it, but I'll save that for another entry. It is also a helping hand from them, and could easily have been today's post!
Thanks for reading
Misty
)O(
Blessed Be
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