Not running related – and will seem like a bitchy list of complaints of the woe-is-me variety, but that’s not what this is at all.

In the last few months my car was in a minor accident requiring a few days in the shop repairing body damage, right after it was fixed; a hail storm wailed and dinged-up the [brand new] hood extensively; then a rock hit and cracked the windshield; then I popped two tires; then someone slightly backed into it…
OK.

Its just funny now (windshield, hood, fender and wheel-well still not fixed). Who cares right? No one was hurt in all of this and they could have been. Including and most importantly in two of the incidents, my oldest son.

There’s other stuff – annoying, unfortunate stuff, like thousands in lost rent and repairs on our rental home so someone else can move in etc (just after I finally built up a savings). Other random financial stuff. And that is life – it can always be much, much worse. We’re lucky someone is in there now – someone who I think is really going to take good care of what is left of the poor place.

*note* We were blessed by my inlaws getting my son a car so we wouldnt have to 😉

There’s a painful betrayal issue or two of late – but you know what, that’s humans for ya – and Im not perfect and since no one knows my closet of sins better than me I can say nothing that has ever been done to me is worse than what Ive done to others so instead of trying to control what people do to me or how they feel about me – or even understand it – all I can do is try day after day to be a better person.

So the other night – the kids were both gone – there was a crazy storm. We love storms. We were playing cards. We heard lightening hit – we knew it was close – Steve even looked out side to see – he didn’t see anything. We’d lost power then it partially came back on – and we had to trip it back to get the rest of it.
The next morning, I was gone to the office – he was supposed to be at a meeting – but for some reason, he wasnt. He went down stairs to check out the Internet connection….
He smelled something. Yep – propane.
He found a small flame going off a gas line right next to the water heater. Holy crap.
He called the firedepartment.

So what is amazing here – and I might not describe all of this correctly, technically – is that I guess the lightening struck the ground right next to our house, managed to tap into a piece of rebar or something as the house is not up to the latest code on being grounded – and the current traveled along an i-beam in the basement, landing right into the hose and piercing it somehow – then the gas starts leaking. Luckily a spark, a miracle spark, gets a flame going in just the right spot that it is enclosed in the beam, just inches from the ceiling/kitchen floor – and the house does not go up in flames – though it burns for well over 12 hrs before it is discovered.
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Both the fire marshal, the electricians and the propane crew are all amazed and spoke what couldn’t have and should have happened. We get told over and over how lucky we are. Lucky by an inch.

I hear you God. I can see the writing on the wall every time Im about to mess up and even during…and yet I keep failing – and then I get another chance. Its awesome.
#Blessed – so blessed. The point of ALL that is it could have been so much worse and I am very thankful.