It was a beautiful day, sunny day that was warm but not hot. Dad and I had loaded two horses into the trailer and were on our way to a favorite trial head. It was a picture-perfect day for trail riding. Before we left the farm, I did a quick prayer for protection. After all of these years I still get nervous when we haul horses in what I call the Taj Mah-trailer.
We have traveled this route to the trial head hundreds of times, but for whatever reason on this day, Dad did not make the left turn wide enough to clear the curb. I heard a loud POP and looked out the mirror to see a deflating tire with rubber flapping. This is bad.
We were pulling into town and only had to make it a few hundred yards to one of our regular stops, the Minut Mart. I remember telling him, “this is a bad thing, but it happened in the best possible place.” I think Dad’s response was “hmph.”
We pulled in and started working as a team. I dropped the windows to help keep the boys in the trailer cool and grabbed the planks of wood in the back the truck. Dad stacked the wood under the back tire of the trailer. I directed him as he backed up onto the planks to raise the torn tire off the ground. Turns out we were a few planks short.
I called a friend that lives near by and told her what we needed. She would be on her ASAP. While we waited a couple of tailers hauling farm equipment pulled into the lot. Dad approached one man who quickly gave us additional planks. Another man came over and took over loosening the lug nuts so the tire did not spin once it was elevated.
The tire was all but changed when my friend arrived. She knew the men who had helped us. Dad offered each man some money, but they refused. He offered to buy them a Coke, but they also refused. It’s the way of the boondocks. You help people, particularly those hauling animals. Dad and I have helped folks in the same situation in the past.
We had a really good ride and uneventful trip back to the farm.
I feel certain that the torn tire was another sign. My parents are getting older and I am trying to do all I can to help. We are talking about the changes that are to come and that none of us can control. Nor can we control the timeline, but one day I will be spending more time at the farm to care for parents and horses.
I feel that I was shown that though bad things happen, there is help around me and may parents. We’ll be ok.
Abundance flows to and through me. Love flows to and through me.