We hadn’t planned to go to Ben’s house. The plan was to visit with him and his mom at our usual meeting place halfway between our house and theirs. Whenever we keep Ben’s little dog while the family is on vacation, we meet at the Dairy Queen in Ellijay, GA where we can sit outside in a lovely gazebo by the river and enjoy a hotdog and ice cream.
On Monday we did meet there to return Ben’s dog, had a lovely visit, and then headed to our separate homes. It was a beautiful evening, and the sun was shining.
However, we had driven only a few miles when we found ourselves in the middle of a terrible storm. The sky was black as pitch; rain was pelting down; and I (the driver) could hardly see the roadway. The wind picked up and became straight-line wind, blowing the rain sideways across the highway. Like a tunnel through the forest at the best of times, the curvy highway is only two lanes. It looks a lot like this highway (which also happens to be near our home)…
As trees on either side began to bend and blow, I said a quick prayer that no branches would break off and fly across the highway, hitting our car.
No sooner had I said the prayer than we saw the lights of vehicles ahead, some on one side of the highway, some on the other, some sitting in the middle of the road. We could see some headlights and some taillights. A large tree had fallen across the entire highway, and no one was able to travel in either direction.
We had several choices:
- sit there in the car in the storm and wait for the Georgia Department of Transportation to arrive and remove the tree which could take several hours
- turn around and go back to Ellijay and find a motel
- go back to Ellijay and pick up the only other highway that would get us home, a trip that would take us far to the north and then back down through the same storm and would add at least two hours to our travel time
- turn around and drive an hour to our daughter’s house and spend the night there
Needless to say, we went to our daughter’s where we stayed the night, received some good news about Ben’s physical therapy, and were able to see his new gear for school which begins next week.
The good news is that Ben’s range of motion in his left foot is improving. On a scale on 1 to 10, with 10 being where the physical therapists would like Ben to be, he is at 7. The improvement is thanks to physical therapy, the normal running and playing of a six-year-old boy, and the brace that he wears on his foot at night.
While we were there, Ben showed us his new lunchbox for school, which of course is shaped like a police car.
And his backpack for school celebrates the men and women he idolizes, officers of the New York Police Department.
School starts Monday. We wish our little guy a happy, healthy, fun-filled school year ahead!
#BenStrong #Soli Deo Gloria